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LAST LOGIN: October 28
LAST LOGIN: October 28
Angels or demons. Or anything betwixt. Sinners and saints and Saints who live like sinners and sinners who wish they weren’t saints. Ethereal beauties. Succubi and Incubi. Witches and warlocks and faerie tale princes. Dark heroes and madmen are all welcome into my circle. Come Come Drink with me. And your laughter will carry me home.
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it hurts today today I long for it, crave it, desire it, lust for it today i want those words to fall sweet like honey from your lips into my ear today i wish we could interwine emotions and have them fit like puzzle pieces to form the most exquisite beauty but today is amost over and I'll survive till then without
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Insecurity I'm gonna lay it flat right here right now. I don't particularly like myself. I'm not the person I really want to be. I think I've got a pretty good personality and I'm not too bad to look at but when I pay attention to myself I can see my self-perceived flaws magnified. That being said when I meet someone and I like them I tend to want a lot of reassurance. All the little stupid things that most people take for granted I obsess over. Whether we hold hands on the walk back or if yo...
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I’m not in love with you. You are, and always have been, safe and comfortable and it has been easy for me to let myself become a kept creature. That has only lead to restlessness and a need to lash out; this coupled with your short temper and overbearing personality has lead our daily tiffs and weekly blow ups at each other. However this could have all been avoided had I stood my ground. I’m not in love with you but I wanted to give you what you wanted and you wanted to give me wh...
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Trying to keep him is like grabbing a fistful of sand Taking handful of water, keeping the waves on the sand. The harder I try the more of him escapes leaving only the smallest bit. A residue that eventually will fade. But if I come to him open hands and no expectations My heart breaks a little more each day as he falls away Grain by grain, drop by drop, day by day.
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He is a stray cat or a butterfly Wrapped in colours that dazzle my eyes Creamsicle wings and a calico beard He belongs to no one; is freer than a bird He dives in to traffic testing his own mortality Quoth The Raven... And all I want to do is hold on to him for the precious moments that we steal When he is just a man and he has all I need Because I know that when he returns and when I say goodbye That it will not have been a lie when we said in unison "Mine"
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The idea is nice but I think this could use a bit of work. The "But" in the second stanza is unnecessary the line is smoother without it. The third line in the same stanza seems to be missing a word. The previous parts of the piece make the "I love you" unnecessary but if you feel it needs to be there leave it as it doesn't really hurt the piece. With some more thought this could be improved.
Please proofread. I'm assuming you meant "my fingers" not "me figures". There are others but I'm sure your know what they are. The melancholy in this piece is very clear. The structure is a bit lacking but overall the piece is very nice.
First of all I like it. The beginning has almost an innocent old fashioned feel to it. Somewhere though it just becomes disjointed. Little things like "ill" not "I'll" will annoy readers. Please proof read. some of your images don't really make sense. Butterfly wings I don't think move particularly fast. With a little more thought this could be much better.
Beautifully simple. I love that it ends the way it starts. the image is fantastic. Something about line 4 seems a bit clunky. Perhaps it needed to be another two-line stanza.
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