Crave

Some days I crave the written word… I crave to write… to spill my blood upon the paper… to express everything I am feeling before it consumes my mind in fire…

Some days… my mind feels like im on speed… the music playing shudders inside my mind and pleasure rushes up the back of my head and electrifies the top of my mind…

Yes some days music is a drug… the physical sensations I get… from listening to music set my mind on fire with pleasure…

Is there a name for this… maybe I need to google it…

Ohh Music is patterns.. maybe that is why.. or Im just fucked up..lololol

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Author: thesecretaspieblog

I am more than my diagnoses, I am more than my past. I defy anyone to put me in a box and label who and what I am. I am exceptional. I am unique and so are you. Strive for the stars and you shall paint the world around you with ecstasy, laughter and empathy. Show compassion for those less fortunate. Do not forget the lost ones. Stand up for human rights and social justice. I have been labelled Autistic by therapists, I have been labelled with Multiple Personality Disorder by psychiatrists. On Fetlife I am labelled an Owner, a Cuckoldress and a Mistress. Labels do not define who you are but give others an idea of what you are and that is all. Be more than just a label.

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