I feel desaturated... g    r    e   y.

I bleed haphazardly unto the purest of white linens.

What shall I do? Rinse and repeat. . .?

The crimson stain that I am. Doused with water.

Yet, I defy it. I defy everything.

Stubborn and willful.

What am I fighting. . .?

The very hands that unbind me from the sinews of fabric. . .

Lead me to a different ( Read more... )

I thought about Alphie last night.

You remember him, don't you?

LOL.

That cute lil' robot who taught you shit?

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He had a lot of different inserts.

Noises and lights.

Awwwwwww.

SHADDUP! :P

High. Low. High. Low.

On. off. On. off.

Back and Forth

To and Fro..

Ebbing,

Flowing,

Waning,

Waxing.

Bewilderment.

Confusion.

RAGE.

Sadness.

PAIN.

PAIN.

PAIN.

By now, you must be saying to yourself ( Read more... )

RAISE your fist and thrust it up your ass like you mean it! That is---if you are truly satisfied with the way you govern your life... right? Did I say YOU? Is it really you that governs your life? Who the hell is really happy living the way we do? Was it really your dream as a child to be an administrator of water sewage? Did you touch yourself ( Read more... )

If I want to pierce myself---until I resemble a god damn disco ball in the middle of Antarctica... what the fuck gives anyone the right to make me suffer for it? Oh, what? You're offended? Why the fuck do you win out? I know why. You're a slave to acceptance, yet--you're standing knee deep in shit. If I go through through twenty BIC razors every ( Read more... )

Very little makes sense to me, anymore ( Read more... )

mew.