One of the best intros in all of literature. “Berenice” by Edgar Allan Poe

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There is no way around it. The feel of her soft lips pressed up against my own isn’t just addictive, it also produces this perfect surge through me; quickened heart-rate, a sensual excitement. Like jumping into a warm body of water, I’m submerged by her soaked and sun-drenched coastline.
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I’m so grateful to everyone I’ve met so far and I’m looking forward to meeting more of you soon!

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Being serious.

I personally omit the names completely and *just* use personal identifiers as a way of keeping track of who is who. Such as: The Girl with the Dark Eyes, The Shop Mechanic, etc.

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I stared out the hotel window. The #city seemed so #romantic and bursting with possibility. Lofts, apartments, and suites were scattered across the sky. Below, the people all walked in gracious movements to and from places as taxicabs and cars intermixed like streaks of paint on the same canvas.

We shut the door and refused to leave the safety of her bedsheets. It was the warmth of the other’s presence, the refuge of the other’s arms, the calm before the storm. Her room became something close to heavenly, something close to hellish. It was in that room where our game of darkness began.

We'd blacked out. Now, only the stains remained, measuring our madness like height-marks on a wall. We traded in long-term happiness for temporary relief through tiny, pointed teeth. Two lost ships with no lighthouse in sight. Dense fog. Broken compasses. We became unrecognizable; cutlery rivals.

A #Chicago #winter is rough. Ice and sleet cover the streets and everything is grey. Not a pure white with freshly fallen snow, no. It’s marred from the tar off the wheels that run themselves over the slush and dirt of an urban landscape. But even then, something #beautiful can be found within it.

#Cyberpunk isn't so far-fetched. One day in the future, we’ll all be modified with technology implanted inside our bodies while rocking designer jackets on the outside. Ultra-smart cities plus deep #corruption will eventually equal wide-spread #revolt, chaos, and urban decay. At least, it did for V.

She is my perpetual #winter night; like the glimmering #snow, a #beauty frozen in time. Amidst tree branches and twigs wrapped in ice, her silhouette glides across the wet ground. She guides me through the still landscape of a twilight world. In an ever-embrace, we keep each other warm and alive.

After taking the pills, I sat at my desk and looked down at my pen; that syringe-like instrument which would draw my inner-plasma and inject it back onto the paper canvas. I just needed something to spill my ideas on, to catch my fleeting epiphanies and seal them up forever with a drug-laced kiss.

I don’t know who’s going to see this. But if someone, somewhere reads this: please say a #prayer for my mother if you can. Her name is Gabriela and she’s going through a very dark hour. She’s a 5-time #cancersurvivor who’s been through so much. She needs solace and #peace. Thank you deeply! 🙏

I sat on a bench overlooking the beach. On the sand further out were a dozen dressed up people. They soon parted and so appeared the radiant #bride; beautiful in her flowing white dress. Her smile was as wide as the waterfront. She moved graciously as I watched with envy, wanting it all for myself.

In ’89, she survived a revolution and rescued our family from #communism.
In ’94, ’95, ’15 x2, and ’17, she battled #cancer and victoriously won each fight.
In ’06, she found me slumped over outside our front door.
This woman also happens to be my #mom, my best friend, and the reason I’m still here.