lizardwizard444

Why is love so flitting?So ephemeral, so frightening.True love never existsbecause love never persists.When...

Cold days in Texas are some of the coldest that you could ever feel, it isn't exactly like a New England chill, and it isn't like anything in Chicago or New York. It's a chill you feel down to your teeth. It's the first thing you feel if you spent the night at your friend's house and all you had to cover yourself with a bathrobe. Of course it isn't that bad since your friend is Nepeta Leijon who is cuddling up to you right now. You feel her shivering next to you as you feel the cold air around you. It's cold in the Leijon's residence you spent the night here for a smash tournament and well it got late and well your parents were okay with you

A Vorarephile's Love Poem Have you ever had to give up something you loved doing because it was not accepted or understood? Too shame, too hide. You can’t have color—it’s contraband. Why not marvel at the epiglottis—and the power of the tongue and peristalsis To push the one who trusts me further in? I can lick clean your fear Until I taste the sweet center of you. Devouring all that I love most About you because—really—I am madly hungry for contact with you. I will gladly digest and absorb all the stresses worn upon your skin; Let that pain be part of me rather than you. I feel soft And alive inside as y

Leah walked down the busy street with a skip in her step. The lioness got out of work early due to a comical injury one of her associates got into. Sure she felt bad for Roger, but the ram really shouldn’t have head-butted the vending machine. At the very least, she was able to enjoy an early dinner. And Leah knew just the place to eat: Zephyr’s. “Welcome to Zephyr’s, ma’am.” The rabbit said as Leah stepped up to the counter. “Table for one?” “Yep.” The lioness nodded. “I’d like a booth in the non-smoking section, please.” “Right this way.” The server