I love the way my body smells after self pleasure;
The same way I love the way I taste.
Something different than when a partner is present.
More sacred, raw, connected.
My hand on my chest to keep me present.
My mind on only me.
I am the trees that bend with the wind The tide that breaks at the shore on a cool night When you look up at the night sky and see stars...
Suicidal ideations Thirty seconds is enough to create the notion Where’s the darkest place your mind can go Time overlooks you...
Breath in, watch the grounding energy flow through you Breath out, feel the old stagnant emotions leave you Feel the earth under your...
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