I want to rip my veins open and pour every ounce of poison ivy/oak I can
get into my blood stream. So much that it only leaves me wanting more.
The itch, burried deep within every pulsing ache. My fingertips clawing away,
trying to tell myself it'll only make it worse. I want to know what it's like 
to be so engulfed in poison, so wrapped up in the pain that it turns to pleasure.
The pain of knowing I can't have enough, so I try and I try. I grab more. Frantically

searching for every bit, shoving it across my arms, my thighs, my chest.
I want more, I need more. Eyes rolled back, head is spinning, my knees hit the ground..
and all I can think about is...



(not the best writing in the world, but it was on my mind) LOL
*hearts*

Hope everyone is having a great week so far.
:DDD 

We use to have a massive poison ivy/oak patch under our deck. ^-^