rock star, happy ending, bathroom sink

[heaven_smile]

For years I've been sitting in my bedroom making up imaginary acceptance speeches. Playing imaginary shows. As I've gotten a little older, a little worse for the wear, when I need these fantasies to get me through the day, I've started to make these acceptance speeches vocal. Whispering a list of people I'd like to thank when I should be asleep. I

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[lil_monk]

Your writing is rather reflective, in the sense that you know where and when to draw one in, or keep one out, but still remain ultimately safe from the world. Hiding in open space. The thrill of public masturbation. And most of the audience won't even notice.

If the greatest movie can only truly live in one's head, that's somewhat sad. And sometimes, desolation gives a person beautiful eyes. Sweet as it may be, perhaps when you're less in love with what you think you should be, the way you reckon the world should be and the idea of love, and fall in love with life itself...

That would be something to see. In pen, hand and words.

No comment about the ass. Heh.

[heaven_smile]

It would be quite a sight, wouldn't it?

And yeah, it's nice hearing from you.