estrogenandspiteMar 8

"When I kissed her she tasted like strawberries" ...you only tasted her lip gloss. When I kissed her she tasted of agony and surrender, of submission and rage. She tasted of honeycomb fresh from the hive, still dripping venom.

You kissed her lips. I have tasted her soul.

Show threadestrogenandspiteMar 8
If someone says "There's no venom in honey" I'm gonna wrap a wiffleball bat with the definition of "metaphor" and then thwap you on the head with it, hard enough to get that that nice "bonk" sound but not actually hurt.
Show threadIzzyMar 8

@estrogenandspite I was so deep in the metaphor that I assumed that when you ripped out the honeycomb, a bee had its stinger pulled out, spilling venom over everything.

I love how evocative your writing is.

Show threadestrogenandspite
@izzyzeis awww, thank you so much. That really... Gave me some really big feelings. Thank you. :D
Mar 8 at 4:29pmWeb