“Like a wild cat in the Serengeti, I land on my feet and transcend reality.”

Your flesh is like the ocean. Let it wave, rise, ripple, and soar in all its glorious commotion.

I’m not asking that you take the bullet for me. I wish you’d shoot first.

Forever dreaming of a faraway place, where the sun melts my sorrows and blows kisses on my face.

Intrusive thoughts burn holes in my brain. I guess that’s why I’m so empty.

This little black dress doesn’t hide imperfections. It shows off my soul.

Old habits die hard, so fill up my cup and let’s raise hell in heaven.

All smoke and mirrors, nothing concrete or real -Social Media

Consumed by darkness but drenched in warm morning sun. Life’s oxymoron.

Like water lies spill from my lips. Droplets of poison ready to kill.

Your body ebbs, flows, ripples, and glows like water. Don’t fear changing tides.

Vanilla ice cream melts down my wrist as my lips melt all over yours.

Shadows follow me the way a vulture stalks death. One small step ahead.

Twenty-six letters, infinite stories to tell, nothing comes to mind.

Double chin, Fat Thighs. Will you think about these things before your last breath?

Talk dirty to me like I’m a nun on her knees screaming hail Mary.

I wish the voices would pour from every orifice. Bleed from my bones and drain me of this illness.

My first crush was this kid in kindergarten who told me he had tigers in his attic as well.

A lot of my dreams have to do with animals I think because I’m such a huge animal lover. I have so many pets. I always have crazy dreams where I’m like riding an elephant through the jungle or hanging out with a bunch of monkeys.

Man is an animal which, alone among the animals, refuses to be satisfied by the fulfillment of animal desires.

As a camel kneels before his master to have him remove his burden at the end of the day, so kneel each night and let the Master take your burden.

Defend the Bible? I’d sooner defend a lion. You don’t defend the Bible; you open its cage and let it roar.

You never know how a horse will pull until you hook him to a heavy load.

A time will come when instead of shepherds feeding the sheep, the church will have clowns entertaining the goats.

Having a teenage daughter is like riding a young horse over an unknown steeplechase course. You don’t know when to pull up the reins, when to let the horse have its head – or what.