Stop. This is wrong.
That's what I use to tell myself. That's how I use to control it. But, my desire continued to grow. My cravings only grew stronger. Like a lioness waiting to pounce on her prey. That's what was happening. My desires, my needs where waiting to pounce and show me the way to satisfaction. The way to complete and utter bliss.
So tell me I'm wrong. I know I am. But I don't care. I need this. And once you hear my story you will know why. You may end up sharing these "evil desires" these "wrong doings". But how can something so perfect be wrong?
YOU ARE READING
Her Thoughts
Teen FictionThe things people expect from her is what she gives them. But who is she in secret. What is her true identity.
