The words that fall out. Creative writing poetry stream of consciousness dreams. The good the bad and the ugly. Very important to me- I greatly appreciate any readers, greatly appreciate being seen felt and heard.
Bye lovely Sarah said Ari just now, have a lovely day. I liked being called lovely Sarah Thankyou dear Ari!!! I love pet names I feel so.. seen? I am a part of. I was able to open up. It is beautiful. Still with much attachment and fear at times. It is okay. ❤️❤️❤️
He probably won’t bother but I won’t smoke a cigarette and burn myself with it I don’t do that anymore. Making mistakes, steering here steering there it is beautiful and I feel love! Seeking external approval with serious-ass dedication manipulation and then finally (relief) turning those feelers around and directing them at my heart back inside inside, finding peace after shuddering throwing up. Feeling love and I stay here in my heart with my eyes closed expanding.. gently gently
we will have tea in my heart like the Keebler kitchen in the tree undoing the chains from the door where she knocks on my the door to my heart. Tea from my royal speckled blue tiny teaset will you sit and have tea with me please in my dads treehouse that he built with the rough rainbow panels and the nails hanging loose from the ceiling the toy plastic children’s yellow table
I am bad for overeating for not sticking to my vegan diet for my belly being fat. I choose love for me. Rocking rocking rocking breathing stretching his voice in my ear soooooo soothing Izidor… Hands icy pain from my right head neck throat (I can’t breathe!) shoulder back arm not working right. My ex husband thought it’s from when Dan hit me on my face but I don’t think so. It came on hard and never left after a strange rash on my back which was apparently shingles and after I’d taken a BIG step standing up to my mother which backfired she always has control this makes me sad.
Willing to do whatever to connect with him change of heart he had changed sick drunk? He was happy when I asked for a beer from his pile but he’d drank most only strange flavors left sweet. We made food with butter he liked the butter to go to the edges I took butter too and realized he’d fallen asleep. I was up in the night but so was he coming home where had he gone was my real dad gone forever? In my house kitchen not my parents. I am thinking of him whereas I hadn’t been.
Moving from here I push off with my oar freeing myself from the side of the river branches. My dad does most of the work and steers but I row too. Dad dad dad dad, to sit in the sand again with the cooler upturned for a table and making his Lipton tea with my Jetboil the freeze dried meals discussing how actually delicious they are. Giving him my pills getting sober. Please get rid of these dad crying sitting around the fire. Didn’t matter he was older didn’t matter he was my dad he was the best canoe partner I could ask for. To do it again, to hear the book that he is writing, to make his corned beef pickle rye sandwiches. Is there canoeing in heaven? I thought it would be funny if he were in heaven since he was an atheist. Pagae pagae le portage huh!
Thanks to butterfliesandcuffs gettin me goin today! And NOW i will clean my house and plan dinner lol or maybe just have more of a dance party and hope the sweat will make me more productive later
was gonna post a video of me dancing- why won’t it upload?? Are you only able to add pics?
Helped police catch a homeless guy in my building this morning, probably just needing a warm place to sleep. I feel good about it - I mean I don’t even lock my door half the time and I have children. But also I wonder- what is the kids story? What brought him here and is he ok? Hmmmmmmm
Dropped a glass of water, not sure why my hand opened just then. Coming to me in pieces. Woke guessing at an apology my son may need. Try to go back under but I have to pee and the cat is talking. Screaming at me in her weird little voice I wonder what she’s saying. I am happy with my morning, closer to being caught up with my homework and of course it benefits me. They’re putting a horse down I didn’t know what to say. Normally I’m pretty good at holding space but I’m not an animal person. I wasn’t going to lie, I didn’t know Gypsy well, but it was beautiful to witness Marissa’s tears flowing. I think I was quite deep, if only I could stay there a bit longer, I’m not sure why I keep waking up.
He stopped me fucking around me shoved my head deep onto his cock. I choked and tried my best letting him do as he wished and excited that he was feeling good. I sucked and went faster up and down up and down feeling his balls and then he shoved my head down again and kept it there He came and I couldn’t breathe he was viscious in this and I was scared. Finally he let me off and I swallowed chocked and breathed. He told me after a few moments to sit on the bed against the wall though with my legs wide open. He crawled onto the bed and shoved my legs hard more open I said WIDE open Sarah. It hurt and he seemed mad. He took some clothespins and started playing with me between the legs and sticking them on my lips pulling them out sticking them on. I was super wet and I felt embarrassed. Who gets dripping wet from being hit Sarah? He said judging me cruelly. I became afraid he’d put a clothespin on my clit and I didn’t think I could take it. But he went down there and surprised me by kissing softly there and a very light touch with his tongue. I settled and he didn’t push he knew when I wanted more and went with that he was so good, I thought of and looked at and felt the clothespin pinching me in my private parts and became needy. He licked and sucked me and I opened to him -I love you daddy I’m cumming for you daddy only you daddy I love you daddy I love you I love you I love you! After I came he waited and I started crying. As I lay against the cool wall and shook he carefully removed the clothespins, came to sit next to me pulled me onto his lap. I cuddled collapsed into his chest and bawled. He rubbed my back and told me to let it all out to my daddy