February 2013
4 posts
Quickies in New York: A Recipe for Desire →
quickienewyork:
There’s a fairly basic formula for wanting someone so badly it drives you crazy.
If you start with a high dose of attraction you’re half way there. Once you mix in at least one solid reason why you shouldn’t, you’ve almost got it. It’s easiest when it’s an external obstacle: I’m dating her…
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Strange things turn me on.
Often it’s familiar things…
The look of something.
I changed how a chat window looked today. It made me think of the old days. It looked like how I had forgotten the past looked. Teasing horny boys on the internet. Typing sex to anyone who would turn me on. Giving them just what they wanted if they wanted to tie me up and make me cum.
Those were the...
January 2013
1 post
August 2012
5 posts
I really suck at internet life lately. I’ll get back to you on that.
The Virtual Hermit: Go outsideThe world lies... →
thevirtualhermit:
Go outside The world lies waiting For you in your Prettiest Sunday frock Or your ratty tee shirt That you stole from A boy who never loved you Though for awhile You were convinced he did Wear the too-small sandals That barely survived puberty Or new shoes that rub Blisters on your toes Bruise your…
The Virtual Hermit: A slight tan forms a horizon... →
thevirtualhermit:
A slight tan forms a horizon line Just above my knees My legs are dotted with A constellation of mosquito bites A patchwork of bruises Adds splotches of color They tell the story of summer evenings Stumbling through tall grass and Clambering over rocks by the ocean They sing sonnets About…
Beautiful.
thevirtualhermit:
It started with the windows Left open The cicadas came calling Their song lured me To the front porch Lightning bursts brought My roommates out Carrying lemonade and laughter Oh that was a good one! Clouds glow like gossamer Lanterns in the twilight A burst of rain A break in the storm Then bare feet dancing In puddles like children A walk through the graveyard Down the street...
The only way anyone can take you seriously when eating fresh, ripe from the garden cantaloupe is by having juice ear to ear when finished.
July 2012
1 post
May 2012
10 posts
Quickies in New York: Drunk Monday →
quickienewyork:
I can taste her pussy on my fingers. It’s a fucking Monday night and I can taste her.
Drunk me likes to keep drinking and drunk her likes to keep kissing, and both of us together like to get thrown out of bars. We like to sit in parks and grind on each other like we’re in high school and we like…
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The part of my heart that is still yours lies secretly tucked away where no one but me or you can find it. I don’t know where it is.
Sometimes it might tumble from its hiding place and won’t stay in it’s place for a while. I guess you don’t come to see it much either.
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I’m so fucking mad at you. We were supposed to stay friends.
We were supposed to secretly love each other from afar.
thevirtualhermit:
My poetry is not pretty Stumbling outside the conventional Rules of verse and form It trips, it staggers through Mind and over tongue Words fall like stones On paper, without grace And yet if one thought Previously burdening mind and spirit Might dent scripted page With definition Perhaps it is not a loss.
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Long Lost Affair
I miss him. Damn him. Damn him for not always being there.
Damn us for not working.
And God damn you for what you could do with a vibrator. I won’t even get into the clothespins. We talked so much about what we would do… What we would build… How master would spoil his slave…
Damn it all.
There’s nothing I want more than to feel your hands on me again. Those...
April 2012
15 posts
thevirtualhermit:
She’s only revealed In hints and whispers A glimmer of leg In swirling skirts The wind knows more Of her skin Than your fingertips Look how a breeze Plays with hair Brings blush to cheeks But so little Does she expose To you.
Quickies in New York: Shower Through →
quickienewyork:
She climbed into the shower behind me without asking.
I stared at her and she looked back with a sheepish grin. A million images flashed through my head in an instant, and I thought them all at once. I wanted to kiss her and slap her. I saw her beneath me and above me, her hips gyrating over me…
Based on need...
You must find the man you don’t need.
I love him so much. I’d do anything for him. He’s absolutely everything I could have ever wanted, even if I didn’t realize I wanted it. He’s not perfect. Neither am I. If we were to part ways, I’d be heartbroken. I’d miss him like crazy. But it wouldn’t be world ending. I don’t need him. But I don’t...
Some days...
Some days I miss you.
Some days… I’m so happy I’m not with you.
This isn’t one of those days.
I’ll always hold you dear.
I’ll always have a twinkle in my eye when I stare at you a little too long.
I’ll always remember everything I loved about you.
It’s perfect that we’re not together.
I’m so happy we didn’t work out.
But...
Oops.
thevirtualhermit:
I had a beautiful thought While I was in the shower But I think I Accidentally washed it Down the drain With the day’s dirt Because I can’t Find it anywhere now.
March 2012
28 posts
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Identity
Who am I, you ask?
I could be anyone. Any one of you.
My beliefs tell you all about me.
Maybe you know me, and don’t know this blog’s ramblings are that woman’s thoughts.
Maybe you don’t know me, and know me better than most who do.
I could be anyone.
I could be your neighbor.
I could be an acquaintance… or a good friend.
I could be the last girl you expect...
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"At the very least, my tastes are out of the...
Everyone hears music differently.
That’s what accounts for people’s taste in music.
Some people enjoy music based on the beat of a piece. Others might find the lyrics particularly affect how they like a song. Still others hear harmony and dynamics far more than others ears.
Rather than scoffing the next time you don’t like something musical, try and listen for what the person...
Today's Medical Marijuana Lesson
How can hemp be used as a medicine?
Marijuana has thousands of possible uses in medicine. Marijuana (actually cannabis extract) was available as a medicine legally in this country until 1937, and was sold as a nerve tonic — but mankind has been using cannabis medicines much longer than that. Marijuana appears in almost every known book of medicine written by ancient scholars and wise men....
“Normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.”—Morticia Addams
Opportunities abound
I’ve always been afraid of missed opportunities.
I just realized it.
We’re happiest when we’re taking the opportunities given to us… and opportunities we can make happen. Just because I missed an opportunity, it doesn’t mean I’m any less than I should be.
There are opportunities everywhere.
Have another.
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Patients, Not Potheads →
A really, really great informed post about medical marijuana patients.
The Song of Wandering Aengus
by: W.B. Yeats
I went out to the hazel wood,
Because a fire was in my head,
And cut and peeled a hazel wand,
And hooked a berry to a thread;
And when white moths were on the wing,
And moth-like stars were flickering out,
I dropped the berry in a stream
And caught a little silver trout.
When I had laid it on the floor
I went to blow the fire a-flame,
But something rustled on the...
Music to my ears
Music to my ears are the birds singing outside.
Music to my ears is the children laughing and playing outside when school lets out.
Music to my ears is my windchime.
Spring is finally here.
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How can you learn anything...
if you don’t question and decide for yourself, the truth?
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The Farm
Someday, I’ll live back on the farm I grew up on.
I’ll have some friends live with us, help us out. I’ll pay them, and profits will be a cooperative business between us. We’ll be self-sustaining, self-producing; we’ll always have fresh meat, fruit, and veggies.
We’ll grow our own medical marijuana. I don’t drug test my ‘employees’.
Maybe...