I was organizing my bookshelf earlier today and stumbled upon this neat little book of writing prompts. Since starting my new job I haven't had much time to write and have been in need of inspiration to

I wish we could go back to that time we spent in Sweden. Sleeping in all morning in your cousin’s room she let us use, dark and stuffy, lying on that mat on the floor, the passion soaked sheet woven between

My name is Amanda and I'm very new here but already loving it. I'm from California but currently live in Washington. My interesets are broad but include gore, anthropology, history, writing, all things

How I wish I could Look up into those eyes sir From my place, these knees Hand atop my head Your gaze intensifying Motivating me Fists clenched tighter now Closer and closer you edge Toes begin to curl

The trees once so green have become a dull brown Wine of grapes so sweet has lost its flavor Eloquently arranged lyrics no longer engulf me with chills Warming rays of sunlight no longer gently kiss my

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How I wish I could Look up into those eyes sir From my place, these knees Hand atop my head Your gaze intensifying Motivating me Fists clenched tighter now Closer and closer you edge Toes begin to curl

Distract yourself from Me, from we, what used to be Easier, I know.

Claim my soul as yours Invade these bones and leave them E'er your open door