This time of year…. Christmas….

I am so speechless to all the unfortunate events happening around the world. As a child I use to believe that the Christmas season was the only time people are nice to each other. I always thought that on this festive holiday there is a moment of peace. You may call it being naïve but it gave me hope that peoples’ hearts gets softer once a year. With all the tragedy that has been occurring lately, how do you look forward to the closing Christmas season? Where is that moment of peace that I so looked forward too? I may have gotten older and less naïve but I still want to believe in the power of Christmas.

Dear Santa
I may have gotten too old for your list but my heart is as young as it could be. Please give us hope that we can look forward too. The hearts of many are so heavy at this time of year, when it used to be full of jolly and cheer. Show us a light that would make us believe again. Let our fear subside and our doubts disappear.

Still Believing



Though ravaging someone’s lips as if my hunger can not be suppressed, I stop myself cold. I have been away from the game for far too long but being too forward may look a little too deprived. He touched my cheek which sent a jolt of electricity through my spine. How can such small gestures make me so weak? In an attempt to lure him I slightly parted my lips and licked it moist. Foreplay is the most exciting part of this barbaric ritual but it is also excruciatingly painful. I felt his body tensing up against mine and I bravely opened my eyes. He was trying to compose himself but his eyes do not hide the overpowering emotions. Holding me tight, he covered my lips with his. The ringing in my ears would not stop. I held my hands up and… turned off the alarm. FML =(