For-You-Only
2004-07-07 -- 11:20 a.m.

I am Pink and I am the founder of this writer's and artist's opperation.

Alone, pretending, acting, wanting, wasting, tasting true emptiness where there once was perfection. I had been the selection, turned the wrong direction and at this election I was cast away. Needless to say in this; dark, stale, bleak, musty room. Stark, pale, weak, dusty gloom. I remember the red moon, the dark beach, holding you like a leach. You standing there with me, and it was just us you see, one and two. Me and you. We always worked it through.

My Poetry

Here is my Turn Ons and Turn Offs Workshop Entry.

Here is my all of my entries for a miny series I call Splitpersonality.

Here is my Unfinished Cast Page which shows too much of my body.

Here are my dirty fantasies and I advise much warning.

Here is my Poetry Reviw Site just for reviewing poetry.

IamaLostSoul

Thank You.