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totally loving that prompts community. and totally loving what i just submitted...lol, be warned, it's written in wtf-speak.
the prompt was "when I tame my sex drive..."
and this is what i just submitted :
When I tame my sex drive, I lose my lust for life. Is it so wrong that all my ponderings of beauty turn sexual?
The cold sleek curve of a motorcycle - sexual.
A mess of wild hair and last night's eyeliner - sexual.
Slinky fingers clutching microphones - sexual.
Pianos and grey marble floors - sexual.
Vague scrawling handwriting on postcards - sexual.
Scalding dollar coffee sipped at train stations - sexual.
Genuine laughter - sexual.
Photoshoots of Gothic architecture - sexual.
It all transforms. Images traveling from my eyes, converting and snapping at my nerves and jazzing up my bloodstream, assembling-reassembling into codes data buzzing string of color-coded fascination, turning into shivers across my skin. What would happen to me if I stopped thinking with my vagina?
... XDDDDDD inspired?
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the prompt was "when I tame my sex drive..."
and this is what i just submitted :
When I tame my sex drive, I lose my lust for life. Is it so wrong that all my ponderings of beauty turn sexual?
The cold sleek curve of a motorcycle - sexual.
A mess of wild hair and last night's eyeliner - sexual.
Slinky fingers clutching microphones - sexual.
Pianos and grey marble floors - sexual.
Vague scrawling handwriting on postcards - sexual.
Scalding dollar coffee sipped at train stations - sexual.
Genuine laughter - sexual.
Photoshoots of Gothic architecture - sexual.
It all transforms. Images traveling from my eyes, converting and snapping at my nerves and jazzing up my bloodstream, assembling-reassembling into codes data buzzing string of color-coded fascination, turning into shivers across my skin. What would happen to me if I stopped thinking with my vagina?
... XDDDDDD inspired?
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