So I was reading my journal last night and I came across this. Basically it's word porn. To be honest I didn't even know that such a thing was possible but...Ta-Da! Anyway it was so creepy and slightly hilarious that I decided to share my inner thoughts (or in this case inner creeper) with the world.

Disclaimer: I take total and full responsibility for this...thing

Journal

I love words. The dark words in particular are my favorite, joyful words you say with a smile but dark words: you can feel your mouth move from being relaxed to feeling your jaw stretch and your tongue click, isolate the sound maybe draw out the vowels and you can feel it. Can feel the shiver and the desire to quirk the corner of your lips up in a smirk. Demise, perfidious, nefarious, malignant. It's like biting into an apple, the words are so crisp and cold...I love them. Saying words out loud is wonderful, it makes your tongue heavy and the mere pleasure that comes from speaking, it's almost alarming. Sometimes I speak just to here the sound. It's not my voice that I find enjoyable but of the word itself, the awareness of knowing and the power of words should you choose to string them together. I adore words the way some people adore flowers, some people stroke the petals of a flower, I caress words occasionally with my eyes, often in my mind and reverently with my lips. Words are almost alive, an intangible entity, brought to life with knowledge of their very meaning and speaking is the act of for one moment giving them corporal form and this change can be an intimate encounter. I love words the way few people often think of but I am the better for it.

So yep. Word porn. This is the inner workings of my mind, stand up in awe!(and then back away slowly cause even I can admit that my thoughts are slightly creepy, a tad obsessed and maybe just crazy enough to warrant clinical treatment)

PS. I'm working on writing a book and pretty soon I'm going to attempt to scar the world with my "interesting" thoughts. Just think of the leaps we've made as a society, a couple hundred years ago I this could've ruined my reputation and doomed me to a life of spinster-hood, now I'm free to unleash my pervy thoughts on random passerby's and suffer no repercussions. What an age! … Aren't you glad? ;)