Izzy Darling{submissive}

Lost

Journaling my moods, essays, erotica, poetry. Words are my super power. I can turn people on with them, but I can also turn them off.

3 months ago. Saturday, October 11, 2025 at 4:32 PM

It was just a dream, wasn't it? None of it was real.

That's why this still hurts so much, because I carry my dead dreams

The memories of what could have been

Like scars on my back

Lashes that cut through my mundane reality

and leave deep, painful marks of hope.

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