Tag: Addiction
Articulated addiction…
. How could IEver forget the burningFeeling of yourPungent lullabiesRunning downMy throat?Burning tales,Running on myHungry tongue.Promising myselfEach and everyTime,It was the last…That by the firstSunset ray,When the headacheHit meI would quitYour fantasy world.For good.Yet, stillI’m thirsty andCraving a word playFix.I just long toGet drunk on your Finely picked words,Again.
P like Paillette…
. Some people were addicted to drugs, some needed alcohol flowing through their veins… She craved that very moment. Every evening. She needed the vaporous smell of expensive cigars, the muffled murmurs of the crowd, the feeling of the heavy velvet curtains splitting in two, as if a gentleman was pulling a cloak from her…… Continue reading P like Paillette…
H like Hylomania…
. Tom invited everybody to sit down. Thank you for coming… Welcome to our little circle. Quick reminder, there’s no pressure. If you’re ready to share, we’re here to listen. If you’re not, just sit back and learn from the group. A lady rose, and started sharing. She was soon followed by another, and…… Continue reading H like Hylomania…
Meet Uglycorn!
. A couple of days ago, I shared a few words about my recent Tiktok addiction. Shortly after publishing my post, I got an itch while watching my profile page on the app. My personal video section was empty, and that felt wrong. I had to have a video in there. At least one. I certainly wasn’t going…… Continue reading Meet Uglycorn!
Just thinking…
. About a month ago, Little Bro introduced me to Tiktok. I mean, I knew about the app… Ok, the name rang a bell to me. But I had never even Googled it. I just knew it was about people posting short videos, and especially during the worst part of the pandemic, the same people…… Continue reading Just thinking…
Cyranny’s quickie!
. What’s one thing you are addicted to, and that couldn’t have any negative impact on your health? For more Quickies, click here.
Cyranny’s quickie!
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The player…
Previously posted on July 22nd of 2018. Let me hum your name like a lovely mantra. With you love is a game and you play like a gangsta’. You play me like a violin, you play me like a cello. I vibrate to the touch of your skilled fingers, and though you always leave…… Continue reading The player…
The hermit – part 3
As the days went by, she realized that if she was not to leave her apartment anymore, she needed to uncluther the place to have as much space as she could. She couldn’t push the walls, so getting rid of stuff was the only way to breathe easier. Sorting shoes, she wondered why…… Continue reading The hermit – part 3
Cyranny's Cove 