Although you may think I’m all fluff and sparkle, all batted lashes and twinkles. There is another side to me.
Just because you tell me I’m beautiful
And that I’m worth your while
You expect me to feel like the luckiest girl in the world
So I should lower my head, talk less, smile more, be more polite, bend to your will, kiss your feet?
I will snap those strings
Strap on my six inch heels
I will be thunder and lightning and fire and every nightmare you are afraid of
I will be everything you can’t handle
When you wake up choking on your kool-aid of lies, you will not forget the fierce untamable tempestuous wave that swept you away
Evy Michaels- Puppeteer
One which burns bright like the sun. Propelling me through each trial life throws my way. A passion and desire, with volcanic heat. I can be fire and fury. I can be the storm you seek shelter from.
Don’t cross me. I’m not the girl you think I am…
Who else is sinning this Sunday? Click the lips to find out?