You think you've seen her naked because she took her clothes off? Tell me about her dreams. Tell me what breaks her heart. What is she passionate about, and what makes her cry? Tell me about her childhood. Better yet, tell me one story about her that you're not in.
You've seen her skin, and you've touch her body. But you still know as much about her as a book once found, but never got around to opening.
- author unknown
I lay here in the sheer black baby doll gown my boyfriend Liam bought me from La Perla. It's silky, I love how my bare skin feels against it and how translucent it makes my body look. I feel sexy. I feel euphoric. I feel alluring. I've been lusting for excitement, pleasure and sapphic incision lately. I crave adventure and my soul yearns for blissful satisfaction. Is there something wrong with me? The constant need for balance in both love and lust can be exhausting. After five years, I'm not sure Liam and I have neither anymore. I want to breathe freedom again and caress it with my fingertips. I'm content. People misuse that word, but it's neither happiness nor sadness. For me, it's comfort and numbness in a body not meant to be tamed, but created to fulfill the light and dark wishes of the flesh.
I've never followed an algorithm. I'm not sure of who I am because there are so many different people in me. There are nights where the wild in me wants to indulge in unspeakable acts. Then they are followed by the mornings where I feel like bathing in holy water and drowning those same unspeakable sins. Instead, I swim in white rose petals and milk to try and sanctify the filth I willingly indulge in. Is it bad that milk always reminds me of cum? Holy water and cum. I mean, they were both created by the same God, right? Close enough.
Brianna is a Sagittarius. You know what that means don’t you? It means that she is a free spirit. She has no attention span. She is not worried about your feelings. She is unreliable to any idea that lives in the future. But if you’re looking for someone with an Aderall-like focus for ‘the moment’, ‘the now’, you have found your type. Sagittarius is the astrological sign for ‘party girl’.
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Welcome to New York City. It's summer. Summer makes the hot girls hotter. My friend Nicole wants to go to an after party. Nicole takes me to Die Happy. It’s a wild scene with a lot going on but she has my full attention. She says that what she’s wearing underneath is perfect for a photoshoot. I couldn’t agree more. I never go home early but here I was. Home. Early. Every choice I made tonight led me here. I started wondering what if I had stayed at that party? How would my night be different? Everyone was there. Even that coacheck girl was stunning. And I know we would have had some kinda connection. Yeah that’s the kind of night I needed. A soulful night. One on one.
My luck is not in inviting the right people, it's choosing them at the right time. Like right when they just moved into town, or the night they're finally moving out, or right after a break up, or when it's their only night out in weeks, or when they have something to celebrate, or when that dress finally fits them just right, or when their new motto is to start saying 'yes' more, or when they've started thinking about ‘taking more risks lately', you know, while ‘they're still young’ -- it's best to meet people in their moment of epiphany. The right party at the right time can reveal the real you before it’s filed away as memories of what you once were.
Casey and I have done our time. So when we meet up now she always brings a new girl along. A new girl is always a risk. I love taking risks.
