my_back_is_too_pristine misstree i crave gluttony so dearly, i can almost feel fingernails gouging furrows, gifts and marks, elbow wrenched as lock is ungently applied, the flash and glitter of a well-placed headbutt, the bestial bolt of braided leather belt, the burning pinch of tattoo gun. once there was a time that all manner of stories were told between my shoulders and my hips. now, the memories of the past few months are blank. empty of adventure. lightning has been flying from my fingertips as of late. let's see to that. 060521 ... the awful truth my back is too pristine. 060709 ... misstree it's got a few bare stripes, fit to fade before morn but o did i paint a pretty picture tonight 060709 ... LS Our natural instinct when experienceing pain is to pay attention to it. While we're hurting, we don't have to think about anything else. Its an escape. But HOW and WHY you apply that pain to yourself will determine whether its a good thing or not. I would laugh my ass off at anyone who tried to break misstree w/ lashings and slashings. 060709 ... misstree it was interesting, the one who applied was also student, so i very much pulled short leash before boundaries were tested... brain is on duty, can't put full Self into Being... i've known three arms that could break me if they tried (and had eaten their wheaties)... two of them would never attempt it, and one wouldn't at the time i knew him... 060710 what's it to you? who go blather from