No caption needed.

Love is a privilege.

As much as I don’t like to admit it, T-Swift finally caught me with one of her silly ass songs. With the heart beat thumping in the background and the first lyrics:

He said let’s get out of this town
Drive out of the city
Away from the crowds

I found myself back in time, with my fingers entwined with danger. I was in for the ride, down a highway, towards the city lights. We were running away with each other, even if it were just for the night. Passion found us pressed against the waterfront view and our hunger for each other momentarily satisfied.

I said no one has to know what we do
His hands are in my hair, his clothes are in my room
And his voice is a familiar sound, nothing lasts forever
But this is getting good now

One night of many. Our seconds of happiness. Our momentary bliss.

The right love will always leave you with a quickened heart beat. Even when a silly pop song leaves you haunted for a few days.

Say you’ll see me again even if it’s just pretend

I understand now. I have no descriptors. I can only feel you. I know it’s the same for you. No caption needed.

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Erika Damn Castle!

I've always been told that I'm an adventurous girl and I cannot deny any of it. I would love to see the world and experience all of the stories it has to tell me. I am a child of the arts, developing my senses in music, painting, sketching, crafting, et cetera. But writing... it was a talent I believe I was born with. I'm not saying I'm an amazing (grammatically correct) author, just that I'm a natural storyteller. I can remember from the time that I learned how to read and write, I was eager to create my own world. I would scribble out tons of poems and short stories, then forcibly share them with my family (or even with my classmates). One of those stories resulted in the creation of this blog. Black Tears. As a child with an already wild imagination, I would always have these equally crazy dreams. One of those dreams was so vivid, that I awoke in the middle of the night and jotted down everything I could remember. From that point, the dream evolved into a poem, then a short story, and then to a complete story. It is the fruit of my 20 year procrastinating labor, and has been published into a book (the first of its series). Tune in to stay updated on the growth of myself as an author and the series. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have loved creating it! XX , Erika

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