Aug
16
2014

Flower Dress

She looks a bit like Helena Bonham-Carter but less edgy and with depression on her edges. I tap her shoulder, feeling odd and strange in my jeans, wishing my converse were heels and I wasn’t wearing a plain blazer, because I had just walked in because I had seen her. I’m pretty much broke, but I guess, it’s the fate of walking out when you barely have money, you still waste some, so I did.

She turns around.

She expected a man.

Maybe someone was going to meet her.

“Hey.” I say and I see a new man besides her.

She looks at me with a daiquiri in hand, confused, her boyfriend pleased at the hint of a threesome but I don’t want his unshaved genitals anywhere near my face, so I just turn around, I leave.

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2013/06/flower-dress.html

Flower Dress

She looks a bit like Helena Bonham-Carter but less edgy and with depression on her edges. I tap her shoulder, feeling odd and strange in my jeans, wishing my converse were heels and I wasn’t wearing a plain blazer, because I had just walked in because I had seen her. I’m pretty much broke, but I guess, it’s the fate of walking out when you barely have money, you still waste some, so I did.

She turns around.

She expected a man.

Maybe someone was going to meet her.

“Hey.” I say and I see a new man besides her.

She looks at me with a daiquiri in hand, confused, her boyfriend pleased at the hint of a threesome but I don’t want his unshaved genitals anywhere near my face, so I just turn around, I leave.

READ MORE: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.se/2013/06/flower-dress.html

Jul
31
2014

If you sex shame, you’re shit :)

Jun
17
2014

Fiction/Poetry

I am finally cleaning up the links on my blog so that it’s more clean xD I’m starting with the oldest meaning stuff dated 2009 so far XD 

I decided to put up the new Fiction and Poetry pages and they’ve just got a few things so far, they’re in the works, but the papercut. and The Checkered Sky Above pages are up :3

So if you pretty much wanna read some creepy fiction or poetry written by me, go check it out xD

Fiction: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com/p/fiction.html

Poetry: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.com/p/poems.html

May
5
2014

Ok there’s this post going on around tumblr with 34 k notes

IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO HAVE SEX YOU SHOULDN’T HAVE SEX BECAUSE YOUR BOYFRIEND (it was a cis/straight post of course) WANTS TO ! YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE SEX IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT

THERE IS NO OBLIGATION TO SLEEP WITH MEN IF YOU ARE A WOMAN.

IF YOU DO SO AND TELL THAT IT IS OK THEN OTHER PEOPLE WILL DO SO TOO AND WE WILL CONTINUE UPON THE CYCLE WHERE WOMEN ARE FORCED TO HAVE SEX WITH MEN

YOU YOURSELF ARE SUPPORTING THIS CULTURE BY SAYING THAT. YOU ARE NOT HELPING.

YOU ARE NOT A FEMINIST.

YOU ARE WILLINGLY GIVING YOURSELF INTO SOMETHING YOU DO NOT WANT JUST BECAUSE YOU THINK YOU SHOULD.

YOU ARE NO DIFFERENT FROM THE WOMEN WHO ARE OBLIGED BY MARRIAGE OR RELIGION TO SLEEP WITH THEIR HUSBANDS. THE DIFFERENCE IS YOU FORCE YOURSELF.

YOU ARE JUST AS HARMFUL AND STOP FEEDING THIS MYTH TO GIRLS.

DO NOT HAVE SEX IF YOU DO NOT WANT TO. NO BUTS OR MY BOYFRIEND WANTS IT AND I WILL GIVE IT TO HIM BECAUSE I UNDERSTAND.

YOU ARE THE TOY WHICH YOU DO NOT WANT TO BE.

ALSO THAT POST SHAMES SEX THAT IT DOESN’T MAKE YOU INTIMATE. IF A PERSON HAS A SEXUAL RELATIONSHIP IT IS INTIMATE. SO GO FUCK YOURSELF.

Please reblog to counter that bullshit post.

Apr
26
2014

Dagger In My Head3

The smoke is too stale that I can barely see and I have the light off, the cigarette dangling off my teeth and I light it to make it burn more and I exhale trying to make the smoke strong and hard.

The light expands with the door as she walks in and sits on the couch beside me.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/KATE MOSS FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/dagger-in-my-head.html

Dagger In My Head3

The smoke is too stale that I can barely see and I have the light off, the cigarette dangling off my teeth and I light it to make it burn more and I exhale trying to make the smoke strong and hard.

The light expands with the door as she walks in and sits on the couch beside me.

READ MORE ALISON MOSSHART/KATE MOSS FANFICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/dagger-in-my-head.html

Apr
11
2014

FLOWER DRESS
I start biting her breasts, pulling her bra off, the area between my legs swelling and wet as she keeps stroking my clit as well and I don’t feel uncomfortable on the wooden floor as she is on top of me and I am sucking her breasts as she starts moaning, her hands working on my pussy and it’s too hot, I keep licking her nipple, my hands shaking but I manage to pull her down and slam her against the nearest wall, my legs threading with hers and I painfully remove her fingers out of me and I start fucking her, our vaginas rubbing, as we start frenching and she removes my blazer and undoes my bra, our breasts massaging against each other. Once we get wet enough she pushes me back on the floor, licking me slowly, tasting me, stroking my clit, pushing her tongue inside me and I motion her with my hand to flip over and I start licking her pussy as well.I stroke her butt cheeks as I keep eating her out, sucking her, my mind going blank, not understanding what is going on, as she starts getting spasms, she starts to scream and lick harder and then I start shaking harder, harder and harder, screaming, pushing a finger inside her as she is cumming, liquid filling my mouth and I can barely smile to the pleasure as we both squirt in each others mouth.I keep stroking her pussy and her wet entrance as she keeps coming and my legs spread even further as I beg her to fuck me more with her fingers and we keep coming, our bodies tensing and it feels wonderful.
READ MORE LESBIAN SEX HERE

FLOWER DRESS

I start biting her breasts, pulling her bra off, the area between my legs swelling and wet as she keeps stroking my clit as well and I don’t feel uncomfortable on the wooden floor as she is on top of me and I am sucking her breasts as she starts moaning, her hands working on my pussy and it’s too hot, I keep licking her nipple, my hands shaking but I manage to pull her down and slam her against the nearest wall, my legs threading with hers and I painfully remove her fingers out of me and I start fucking her, our vaginas rubbing, as we start frenching and she removes my blazer and undoes my bra, our breasts massaging against each other. Once we get wet enough she pushes me back on the floor, licking me slowly, tasting me, stroking my clit, pushing her tongue inside me and I motion her with my hand to flip over and I start licking her pussy as well.

I stroke her butt cheeks as I keep eating her out, sucking her, my mind going blank, not understanding what is going on, as she starts getting spasms, she starts to scream and lick harder and then I start shaking harder, harder and harder, screaming, pushing a finger inside her as she is cumming, liquid filling my mouth and I can barely smile to the pleasure as we both squirt in each others mouth.

I keep stroking her pussy and her wet entrance as she keeps coming and my legs spread even further as I beg her to fuck me more with her fingers and we keep coming, our bodies tensing and it feels wonderful.

READ MORE LESBIAN SEX HERE

Apr
10
2014

working mica
Here sexuality is not a sin but a pleasure to tickle your feathers and your hairs, a strip of hair is between your legs eventually or you may have it shaved or your balls or anywhere you wish, as explicit and you will pay your applause to the screen and these stripy walls which have the black and white choke not only the sides but the ceiling and the floor you step upon and the curtains a blood red with a dark purple ribbon with it’s sides up to the floor which I shall pull apart as my corset collapsesAnd seven blonde men look at meAnd I’ve got fake eyelashes on with plastic transparent heels and no underwear so I do not turn and they all clap one by one, all with blonde curls and men are in my taste sometimes among all the pussy which a young lesbian desires.All are labels.
READ MORE LESBIAN FICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

working mica

Here sexuality is not a sin but a pleasure to tickle your feathers and your hairs, a strip of hair is between your legs eventually or you may have it shaved or your balls or anywhere you wish, as explicit and you will pay your applause to the screen and these stripy walls which have the black and white choke not only the sides but the ceiling and the floor you step upon and the curtains a blood red with a dark purple ribbon with it’s sides up to the floor which I shall pull apart as my corset collapses

And seven blonde men look at me

And I’ve got fake eyelashes on with plastic transparent heels and no underwear so I do not turn and they all clap one by one, all with blonde curls and men are in my taste sometimes among all the pussy which a young lesbian desires.

All are labels.

READ MORE LESBIAN FICTION AT GRASPTHESANITY

Apr
8
2014

WORKING MICA

Take a cherry, squeeze it out and I will promise you,

You will get drunk

With the scene and all the girls in a row

And my blonde wig which sometimes goes in a curl up to my knees and I will be given kisses you will never dream of, brief from all women running in a circle, all the men stretching out their hands as glitter falls and lands on your lips just to be eaten by the next person and then you take a peach

to ripe your dream and eat a feast.

You leave with a newspaper in hand from here, you sit in the cloudy room, full of clouds a sky which will echo your soul and you will sit there until you are allowed to leave that’s when all your devices are handed back to you, sweetheart. 



READ MORE LESBIAN FICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.co.uk/2012/11/working-mica.html

WORKING MICA

Take a cherry, squeeze it out and I will promise you,

You will get drunk

With the scene and all the girls in a row

And my blonde wig which sometimes goes in a curl up to my knees and I will be given kisses you will never dream of, brief from all women running in a circle, all the men stretching out their hands as glitter falls and lands on your lips just to be eaten by the next person and then you take a peach

to ripe your dream and eat a feast.

You leave with a newspaper in hand from here, you sit in the cloudy room, full of clouds a sky which will echo your soul and you will sit there until you are allowed to leave that’s when all your devices are handed back to you, sweetheart. 

READ MORE LESBIAN FICTION: http://graspthesanity.blogspot.co.uk/2012/11/working-mica.html

Apr
4
2014

FLOWER DRESS
I start biting her breasts, pulling her bra off, the area between my legs swelling and wet as she keeps stroking my clit as well and I don’t feel uncomfortable on the wooden floor as she is on top of me and I am sucking her breasts as she starts moaning, her hands working on my pussy and it’s too hot, I keep licking her nipple, my hands shaking but I manage to pull her down and slam her against the nearest wall, my legs threading with hers and I painfully remove her fingers out of me and I start fucking her, our vaginas rubbing, as we start frenching and she removes my blazer and undoes my bra, our breasts massaging against each other. Once we get wet enough she pushes me back on the floor, licking me slowly, tasting me, stroking my clit, pushing her tongue inside me and I motion her with my hand to flip over and I start licking her pussy as well.I stroke her butt cheeks as I keep eating her out, sucking her, my mind going blank, not understanding what is going on, as she starts getting spasms, she starts to scream and lick harder and then I start shaking harder, harder and harder, screaming, pushing a finger inside her as she is cumming, liquid filling my mouth and I can barely smile to the pleasure as we both squirt in each others mouth.
READ MORE LESBIAN FICTION HERE

FLOWER DRESS

I start biting her breasts, pulling her bra off, the area between my legs swelling and wet as she keeps stroking my clit as well and I don’t feel uncomfortable on the wooden floor as she is on top of me and I am sucking her breasts as she starts moaning, her hands working on my pussy and it’s too hot, I keep licking her nipple, my hands shaking but I manage to pull her down and slam her against the nearest wall, my legs threading with hers and I painfully remove her fingers out of me and I start fucking her, our vaginas rubbing, as we start frenching and she removes my blazer and undoes my bra, our breasts massaging against each other. Once we get wet enough she pushes me back on the floor, licking me slowly, tasting me, stroking my clit, pushing her tongue inside me and I motion her with my hand to flip over and I start licking her pussy as well.

I stroke her butt cheeks as I keep eating her out, sucking her, my mind going blank, not understanding what is going on, as she starts getting spasms, she starts to scream and lick harder and then I start shaking harder, harder and harder, screaming, pushing a finger inside her as she is cumming, liquid filling my mouth and I can barely smile to the pleasure as we both squirt in each others mouth.

READ MORE LESBIAN FICTION HERE

Mar
31
2014

FELLATIO
The lines start to blur and when they do, that’s when the mind starts messing things up for me. When I feel like I’m falling and that I will only see Miles from a distance and sometimes I look far too much especially when he can’t hold his alcohol anymore and he just looks at anything far too long and could suddenly crack a joke before actually laughing, waiting for my reaction and he gets off laughing from me and I do so from him. 

And sex jokes and light hints seem to be the pleasure I ever seem to be getting and somehow I wish every touch Miles does on stage would be intertwined with desire and I keep watching him as he talks and I don’t even register wishing that I could feel his fingers traveling through my hair, down on my neck.

“Al?” Lower, tugging the hem of my shirt down before he goes back to being over the fabric until he pulls it off. I can see him tracing now his fingers on my chest, grinning lifting his hand up to cup my cheek, his grin now wider before he closes his eyes, letting himself immerse within me as he’d kiss me. 
READ MORE ALEX TURNER FANFICTION HERE

FELLATIO

The lines start to blur and when they do, that’s when the mind starts messing things up for me. When I feel like I’m falling and that I will only see Miles from a distance and sometimes I look far too much especially when he can’t hold his alcohol anymore and he just looks at anything far too long and could suddenly crack a joke before actually laughing, waiting for my reaction and he gets off laughing from me and I do so from him. 


And sex jokes and light hints seem to be the pleasure I ever seem to be getting and somehow I wish every touch Miles does on stage would be intertwined with desire and I keep watching him as he talks and I don’t even register wishing that I could feel his fingers traveling through my hair, down on my neck.


“Al?” Lower, tugging the hem of my shirt down before he goes back to being over the fabric until he pulls it off. I can see him tracing now his fingers on my chest, grinning lifting his hand up to cup my cheek, his grin now wider before he closes his eyes, letting himself immerse within me as he’d kiss me. 

READ MORE ALEX TURNER FANFICTION HERE

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