The good, the bad and.. that’s it

I borrowed this expression a bit. I find a lot of truth in it.

I noticed how black thoughts go through my mind when my soul and mind are in an idle status. I am depressed and can’t think of anything else but how bad i feel and how i need to end it.
The devil doesn’t sleep, it makes me do all kind of actions I normally wouldn’t do, like lay in the bed and do nothing but graze my heart. It makes me think that my soul is so bruised it can’t be fixed. The devil doesn’t let me hope, it only makes me weep.

I can’t think by myself. I can only wait for the idleness to go away, but if i don’t help it it will only get deeper.
So i try and help it. I see now how the devil plays with my soul. It wants to destroy it, but I won’t let it. So I try and find other activities to help me unlock the chains.

I force the hope to rise above the sadness. It sure is damn hard, but otherwise I don’t see myself repairing the damage.
I start little. I start by being happy for other people’s happyness. I see smiles and i can see that it is possible. I try and integrate myself in being useful, so i could feel like i don’t live for nothing, helping others put a smile on their face is a great feeling.

I remain with my hope. I hope it will turn out ok. So the devil looses the game. He crawls outside my soul and looks back, i push it harder and hope it will get lost already.

Of course life is beautiful, even if not for me, but for others.
Of course hope can die again.
Of course I will try and bring it back to life, with my last little drop of breath.

All in all… the devil can kiss my butt.

We just had a fight. We had two too different opinions so we managed to annoy eachother. I ran home, thinking I would change my clothes and go for a drink.

Unfortunately, i didn’t have the time to do the laundry and I only had a short skirt and a very naughty t-shirt available. I put them on and slamed the door behind me.

I was going towards my car thinking I would never speak to him again. I was so angry i saw only darkness ahead. I drove faster than the wind to the closest bar, when i realised i forgot my wallet at his place..

What to do?
I had two choices.. go back home and go to bed, as it was late at night, or recuperate my wallet..
More anger stricked through me.. I desperatelly needed to drink something, so I went back to his place.

The door was unlocked. I barged in and found him lying on the bed, with only his jeans on, smoking a cigarette and listening to some wild loud music. He didn’t even glimpsed at me, he was that nervous, just like me. I couldn’t see my wallet anywhere so I yelled at him to give it to me.

He stared at me for a second, put his cigarette out and yelled at me that he didn’t see it. I yelled back and we got in to a fight again. He then stood up and came close to my body as if he wanted to dominate me and yelled again, ‘it’s not here!’. We starred into eachothers eyes, both thinking what to yell next when.. i sneezed. It was because the window was opened and it got a bit chilly. I was to nervous to walk away and let him win the fight, so i stood there feeling as my nipples became harder, he could see them through the thin t-shirt.

There was a lot of tension, we were both staring at eachother and i repeatedly bit my lower lip. I felt his warmth close to my body and then the cold went away.. He started to sweat, we both were..

Instantly, we started to kiss like wild.. He grabbed me in his arms and squeezed me as I was leaving scratch marks on his back. I then pushed him on the bed, sat on top of him and unlocked his belt. While I was gently pulling it out, I leaned over his ear and asked him “do you want this..?”. He groaned a bit then ripped my t-shirt, leaving me with only my skirt on..

He wet his fingers with his tongue and caressed my breasts. He then pushed me over and sat himself on top of me. He started to kiss my neck and feel my thies with his hands. I was so aroused I kept pulling the sheets… He went lover with the kisses, reached my chest, then my belly.. and then he grabbed my underwear with his mouth and pulled it off.

It was all happening so fast, and yet i felt like i wanted it more and more.. and more.. and faster..

I then sat on my knees facing him and kissing and licking his ear, while i was pulling down his pants, then all the rest and we remained naked on the bed, kissing like crazy and grazing eachother on our backs.

It all went downhill from there..
It was amazing, we moved fast and slow, we sweat a lot, screamed with pleasure and finished toghether..

We calmed down. I was breathing hard and felt his heart beating fast. We fell asleep in eachother arms…

I was feeling alone. I was bored with myself, bored of life, bored of monotony.. I wanted something else. I almost prayed that something would happen, something… interesting. Something that would turn my world around.

The hot weather and the thin aer didn’t help. I was feeling tense. School was over and I was stressed, I was hot because of the warm air.

It was an afternoon. There was something floating in the air.. I felt a change. My skin was wet and the last perfume drops on my body I had already smelled a few minutes earlier. I was hungry and tired and I decided to drink a hot coffee. I was walking towards the park with the coffee in my hands, thinking I would savor it quietly, when I felt a hit on my arm. Accidentaly I spilled the whole coffee on a boy’s t-shirt…
I stopped, biting my lower lip with fear. He got mad and tried to wipe it out with his sleve, but in vain. Then he suddenly looked at me with two big big black eyes. I felt a shock and imediatelly calmed down. His eyes were sparkling, like a sign he already knew me from somewhere, but we remained staring at eachother silently.

The next moment I realised he had a stain on his blouse, so I took his hand and took him inside my school, to the bathroom. I wet my hands and tried to clean the coffee stain, when he grabbed my hands and stuck them to his chest. He kept staring at me, breathing harder and harder… All of a sudden we realised we were alone in the bathroom, it was already dark, there was noone around.. My cheeks were burning, his hands were shivering and his eyes looked straight at my mouth, as I was gently biting my lips.

With his thumb he pulled my lip and placed it between his. His breath was warm and his lips were soft. Then he took my hands an put them around his neck, grabbed my thies and pulled me towards him, so close I felt every inch of his body. He wispered in my ear how much he wanted to do this, since he first saw me. I then found myself stuck to the wall, with his wet hands carressing my body.. He kissed every water drop on my skin.. I gazed at him and remained surprised with how much passion he put into this, and how he grabbed my shirt and pulled it up, leaving me half-naked, with my skin burning.

He wet his hands again and carressed my back, my tummy, he kissed my bellybutton and my thies. From time to time he kept making these pleasure sounds, coming involuntarily out of his mouth. The mixed sensation of the cold wall and the hot kisses was wonderful.

Then he stopped. He pulled me close to him and wisperred that he wants me, but not there. He took my hand we left behind only the darkness of the halls…