mrmarilynmanson, 2004-02-29 12:07:00 UNRATED MIX
Dear Ray. Thank you for the thoughtful birthday gift. Love and kisses, Marilyn.
The following acts of took place in the pre-dawn hours of Feb 6th. It's a fond memory to look back on, especially now that it feels like we're all completely different people than the ones depicted in this little tale.
Dita, if you see this.
Tim, if you see this.. I was trying not to do this but it. You said you were mine, and you're still mine. I don't care anymore. your insecurities, the other people, the problems, the drama, the petty bickering and the pointless hesitation. You said you loved me. You said you wanted me. You said I was your and you said that you were mine, and that's the way it is. I'm not giving up on this. You can run to the ends of the god earth, you can hide for as long as you want, and I will still remember those things you told me in the dark, the words you fed me from your lips and I swallowed them down like I was starving because I WAS. I need you. I want you. I miss you. I love you.
But this post was about, right? So we now return you to our regularly scheduled. Part One was originally posted to the_black_n_blu and must_be_. Part Two has been posted to, but now you can read them both in one place. Careful.
as I pulled him into a sitting position and cuddled him against my chest, pulling him into his arms like a child. He's lighter than he looks, birdboned little boy, and it wasn't hard to climb the steps first to the ground floor and then again to the second. I carried him into our bedroom where Dita slept in a small ball on one side of our bed, lay him out on the sheets and undressed before crawling in between my lovers. She automatically scooted backwards until her back was against my side and sighed happily in her sleep, and he rolled against me with his head on my shoulder, arm thrown loosely over my stomach. We slept like that, the three of us, curled like cats in the darkness, sleek and satisfied.
Original post by mrmarilynmanson
The following acts of took place in the pre-dawn hours of Feb 6th. It's a fond memory to look back on, especially now that it feels like we're all completely different people than the ones depicted in this little tale.
Dita, if you see this.
Tim, if you see this.. I was trying not to do this but it. You said you were mine, and you're still mine. I don't care anymore. your insecurities, the other people, the problems, the drama, the petty bickering and the pointless hesitation. You said you loved me. You said you wanted me. You said I was your and you said that you were mine, and that's the way it is. I'm not giving up on this. You can run to the ends of the god earth, you can hide for as long as you want, and I will still remember those things you told me in the dark, the words you fed me from your lips and I swallowed them down like I was starving because I WAS. I need you. I want you. I miss you. I love you.
But this post was about, right? So we now return you to our regularly scheduled. Part One was originally posted to the_black_n_blu and must_be_. Part Two has been posted to, but now you can read them both in one place. Careful.
as I pulled him into a sitting position and cuddled him against my chest, pulling him into his arms like a child. He's lighter than he looks, birdboned little boy, and it wasn't hard to climb the steps first to the ground floor and then again to the second. I carried him into our bedroom where Dita slept in a small ball on one side of our bed, lay him out on the sheets and undressed before crawling in between my lovers. She automatically scooted backwards until her back was against my side and sighed happily in her sleep, and he rolled against me with his head on my shoulder, arm thrown loosely over my stomach. We slept like that, the three of us, curled like cats in the darkness, sleek and satisfied.
Original post by mrmarilynmanson