Update my Logo: Yey or Ney?

I created the bent on love logo when I was starting out as a graphic design student. I had been writing erotic stories for friends but had no place to share my love for erotic literature, from there I wrote poems and other stories that were in my head.

Looking back now on the past two years I am happy with how my blog has progressed. A personal journey.

I am contemplating updating my logo. I like the heart and the lace pantie  edging along the top. Though the bad colour pallet and chunkiness of the digital sketch is very obvious to me now.  In a way seeing this now, going back to where I started, I feel like I have come a long way since then.

I feel like my early designs had good bones, good ideas. But now with experience and hard work, my ideas have become more refined more professional. I still have a long way to go, I see that all the time.

I think it is time that I update my logo. 🙂

Monday sweats.

Title: Mimosa

You seem so much older than me,  yet you look 26

You have studied arts, and animal science,

Yet you are very kind. I don’t know how long that will last,

I get nervous and say silly things,

how I react around some, and feel so comfortable around others,

lets just call this practice, and see where it leads,

I know you are good for me, I hope we get along, and bond

Title: Ankle  pains

Homework straight after school, Work to be done,

I know I have to do it, but I just want to shower and lie in my bed for fun,

It will be good for me, and I feel I know it too,

But right now my energies are low, and my heart is beating slow,

I am angry at my desk, chair, hands and ankles, they all annoy me, my tired mind.

Siesta maybe?

Title: lyrics

This track is not broken enough for me,

I revel in the pain of a heavy heart,

is this sick, is this wallowing? Is this bad for my health?

I don’t care, I want more, I want to feel the sadness fill me, and spread,

A pain in my chest to match my head,

Sit alone with my thoughts, and when it ends,

Press repeat.

Title: summer sitting

Hidden curl,  a secrete I find in you,

Running my fingers through you hair, eyes alive, stare,

Lyrics in the background, garden contrast with your hair,

Freckles on your chest, Its these moments with you I like best,

Title:Pain in my chest

Scared with my blue heart, heavy stone,

Tear out all the vessels and ropes that hold it up,

Let it fall, the pain hurts more than I can say,

Teardrop on my Wednesday (poem)

One thousand views, but none of them from you,

I laugh, ponder, worry, give, and cry,

but our feelings never meet eye to eye,

give me a sign or let me go,

this emptiness, I want you, do you feel the same?

I’ll never know. 

My heart is open to you

I had a revelation today, there is only you and me in this word. Me and you with your many personalities and faces and millions of lives each one a choice of yours that I have to respect, envy, hate, and condemn.

from that I think I can open my heart more to love everyone as though I am loving you. To let them in, because wherever I am and whomever I am with I will be with you.

Your heart there and mine beside you.

my heart poem

there are many ways to win my love camping, face painting, hiking, games and art, but all you want to do is fuck, that is fun but you will never have my adventurous heart.

Past love

I was meeting some family, trying those dvd boths for a movie to bring, They were discussing Japan, so I thought of “lost in translation” I liked that movie, on my way out, I spotted you, A past love of mine, …