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COPIOUS AMOUNTS OF QUEASE
[9:59:08 PM] laineeboo: I'm excited to leave again
[9:59:12 PM] laineeboo: I think
[9:59:13 PM] laineeboo: Singapore
[9:59:15 PM] laineeboo: isnt good for me
[9:59:18 PM] laineeboo: or I'm not good for myself
[9:59:18 PM] laineeboo: whatever
[9:59:24 PM] laineeboo: or my Singapore self is not good for my holistic self
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AGAINST LAWS OF GRAVITY
FOR THE LAST 6DAYS
wanting what you had before, that every part of your mortal soul and body worked to destroy and free itself from... it is like taking forbidden fruit, blending it with ice into a smoothie, and sucking it up through a straw.
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SOMETHING BORROWED, SOMETHING NEW
I finally completed one of my poems that had been left unfinished and forgotten.
I am a golden pasture in
the darkest rains,
sunken by the puncture of pen nibs.
This tongue, it records a sore.
Then, slinks away to hide in a cavern
Of The Loneliest Heart
Like a sly shy snake.
You sweep me off the sea floor,
I see in the sun’s palette glints of dismay…
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AIR-BORNE STATIC VIBRATIONS
Being home has made me realised how much I've missed Imogen when we met up at Holland Village talking and smoking at the hawker's tin table. I don't know how to even begin telling you what I felt for it, I know you have nothing that can compare.... The feeling of wanting to touch someone all the time, to know that they are real and there. It's ( Read more... ) -
CARDBOARD MATTRESSES
It's been a really surreal 48 hours of anticipation. Since the flight out on Sunday was cancelled, it had been mostly waiting for a call to come into the airport. To no avail, all lines were busy and no one to reach... so I went into Heathrow on the Monday afternoon filled with promise - as Heathrow was meant to re-open that day. Bumped into Arnaud ( Read more... ) -
IRRESPONSIBLE CHAPPY LIPS
HELLO
I just showered cum from my hair and torso and put on a fresh layer of lip balm. It's exactly the way I would expect to start this particular day, a day of promise, responsibility... and irresponsibility.
I promise I'll be less cryptic soon, in trade for something more explicit and vulgar... uneditted truths always are, are they not? But I ( Read more... )
