It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to
...in my Mind's Eye
composed late at night, from amongst chaos and coffee
Tigers not daughters
"I tramp the perpetual journey."- Walt Whitman
Just another WordPress.com site
I'm no writer, just an outgoing introvert with a thing or two to say about some things. I type like I talk. Brace yourselves!
Confessions of a Lady
Mature Content 18+ Adults Only...........................Beautiful Loving Intense Sexual Sensations
My sarcastic travels through life while trying to remain true to myself and not kill others.
Sou um pouco de poeta e de atriz na frente do meu compoetador
“Between us and heaven or hell is only life, which is the frailest thing in the world.”.
a resource for moving poetry
Experiments in the Art of Mastering None
A Continuing Revolution
Nefesime,hayatıma,aklıma esen her şeye dair.
Climbing, rock climbing, bouldering, inspire, soul
Poetry is at least an elegance and at most a revelation.
THE DRIVELLINGS OF TWATTERSLEY FROMAGE