Eulonda B. Marie

Joined March 2020

5 stories

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An unapologetic account with bountiful shades of sincerity, the musk of old 90's nostalgia, dirty secretions, pretty wildflowers and open fields.

Have a question, please ask. Closed mouth don't get fed. But fed bodies sink beds. Be mindful.

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I woke up trying to be inspired and motivated. The 2 haven't been actively conjoined in quite some time for me. Well, at least how I HOPED but I'm making strides.
By Eulonda B. Marie6 years ago in Motivation
Kaleidoscope Tastes For an Opaque Kind of Soul
7:25AM: "Mom, I'm hungry." Gumbling... "Mom, are you awake? I'm hungry." Uhmpf...flips over in bed. "Huh? what?" "I'm hungry!"
By Eulonda B. Marie6 years ago in Beat
I Dream of Breasts and Wolves
I have had dreams. We all have. Part of my sexual awakening was having particular types of dreams as early as 6 or 7 years old. I remember distinctly having dreams of full warm luscious breasts and me suckling them. Now, one might think, "Oh, she was breastfed as a baby and those were remnants of memories." You would think, right? But no, I was not breastfed as a baby. I can't really tell you why I've had these dreams off and on all my life.
By Eulonda B. Marie6 years ago in Filthy
In the Light of Day
My dad shifts his right leg as he sits almost directly in front of me. He’s partially slumped in his coffee-coloured hotel chair, it’s an unreasonably comfortable chair. I say this only because I still can’t relax in the thing.
By Eulonda B. Marie6 years ago in Filthy
P is for Pan and that's good enough for me
I have known for as long as I can remember several things about myself that have never changed. 1. That I love stuffed animals, fuzzy blankets, comfy pants and anything snuggly
By Eulonda B. Marie6 years ago in Humans