“Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind. Feed my will to feel this moment urging me to cross the line. Reaching out to embrace the random. Reaching out to… — Tool Copy Share Image
“With my feet upon the ground, I lose myself between the sounds and open wide to suck it in; I feel it move across my skin. Reaching up and reaching out, I'm reaching for the random or whatever will bewilder… — Tool Copy Share Image
To fathom the power, to witness the beauty, to bathe in the fountain, to swing on the spiral of our divinity, and still be… — Tool Copy Share Image
Knuckle deep inside the borderline, this may hurt a little but it's something you'll get used to. — Tool Copy Share Image
Release in sodomy, the one sweet moment I'm home. I do unto you now what has been done to me. — Tool Copy Share Image
“Over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind. Withering my intuition leaving all these opportunities behind. Feed my will to feel this… — Tool Copy Share Image
Something kind of sad about the way things have come to be, desensitized to everything. — Tool Copy Share Image
Give away the stone, let the waters kiss and transmutate these leaden grudges into gold. — Tool Copy Share Image
Fret for your figure, and fret for your latte, and fret for you lawsuit, and fret for your hairpiece, and fret for you prozac. — Tool Copy Share Image
