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Hi my name is Chayse Sundt and I am the creator of BookReaper. I review YA books. I am currently looking for new followers so come by and check out my blog at bookreaper.blogspot.com.
Also starting tomorrow, I will be doing a U.S. giveaway for Incarnate by: Jodi Meadows.
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Happy reading! ~Mary Beth
Trying hard to find water in a dry land. A parched, dry, burning throat tortures me. My lips, peeling like mud flakes, baked by the noon heat. My eyes, surrounded by lines, sun induced deep cracks. Life was there at one time, now, only the memory of life conveyed in the carved, hard mud of me, a dry lake. Then a soft wind blows, the temperature drops slowly, a coolness invades, and the clouds gather promising a new thing is on its way. Soft drops escape at first, slowly building a faceless mob. Each drop makes a mark, dimpling the ground. The little craters overflow and begin to form a growing conglomeration of streaming water alliances, gathering momentum and finding their way to the thirsty lake, filling the deepest cracks first.
Notice the deepest cracks are the ones first filled with the life-giving water. Likewise, notice how the deepest hurts are the first healed when the fulfillment of your hearts desire comes to pass. It's a beautiful to see life restored to what was once dead, an amazing thing to see such animation. There is a fulfillment in hope. Contentment after suffering. It feels so good. Like cold water after a hot run
First written in: opinionsofeye.com
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The following is a fictional account, don't get all worked up over it...
Sweet lovers by *Syrkell
Yeah, I paid you for your services, what you thought would be sex. Yeah, you used all my drugs, trashed my house, and spent my money. You lay down next to me, and to your surprise, I ask, “Can you just hold me”. You left within a minute, surprised at the intimacy I required. I can get sex without paying for it, but can I get you to just hold me? No amount of money or drugs can get you to just lay here for hours, caressing me, holding me, giving me affection, helping me to feel like I am someone special. You leave me here, alone, me and my high. I can never get high enough, drunk enough, to lose this feeling of rejection and abandonment. I need to have a woman's touch, that thing which you hold from me, your affections. Now I must go on, with wildness fucking every woman I can get my hands on, trying in vain to quench this thirst with the salt water of lust. What a fucked up game this is, a fucked up hand I've been dealt, to need something that I can never get on my own, to need you. I suppose I can blame it on anything I wish, but in the end, can you just hold me?
First written in: opinionsofeye.com