imprint

It was the way

the taste of your lips

imprinted on my brain,

forever.

– Jas©

Wet

your kisses

send a fire through

my veins, spreading

to my thighs- crying

out for you to sate

my burning desire.

-Jas ©

My bed

all day

I longed for

your warm embrace –

to have you wrapped

around me, taking away

the sadness of the day.

– Jas ©

A promise

I’m promising

to be gentle, calm and kind

to myself.

-Jas ©

Also promising to write daily even when I have nothing to say.

The last few months

Holy shit so much has happened in the last few months or so I feel like it. It’s been one crazy ass rollercoaster that’s about to fall off the tracks.

I had my third kiddo 6 months ago.. damn he’s already 6 months old. Yes that means my other two are already 5 and almost 3 😮

My daughter (the firstborn) started preK. My son was more upset than she was, but she’s thriving and loving it.

The husband and I celebrated 16 years together in October ( only 3 years married though).

My mother passed away in November (I’m going to write a whole post about that) and that has been difficult to deal with.

I went a took a class to become a Mortgage Loan Originator- the state test is coming up, fingers crossed 🤞

I celebrated 1 year in therapy recently too and I think I graduated since my current therapist wants me to go see someone else and get medicated 🤣

On the matter of medication my anxiety and depression went on a stroll and met up with post partum depression…what bitches.

Later,

Jas

10 days

10 days since you came;

10 days since I lost myself, again.

trying to figure out

how to be human-

a mother, wife, a woman,

is completely overwhelming.

– Jas ©

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my 3rd was born 8.11 and everything just seems upside down.. at least he’s cute 🙃

Kids

the funny thing

about kids is that

they’ll never run out

of energy when they

are constantly sucking it

out from you

– Jas ©

Respect

I just wish

you would give me

the same level

of respect and energy

that I pour into you.

– Jas ©

Headspace

you

go into your head

to escape  the

horrors of reality;

judging my outbursts

and attention seeking,

wondering why I

talk too much or

never enough,

but never stop

to realize your comfort

is my worst enemy and

I can’t be alone

in my head.

– Jas ©

Seduction

your fingers

lightly pressed

against my throat,

your mouth

whispering words

I can feel

between my thighs.

– Jas ©