lately everything has been seemingly sped up from others' assumptions to my own in gratification of the effort others put towards me in actions, reactions, and words, which all in turn make me feel helpless, somewhat pathetic, but not incapable, as if they are asking me to prove something to them, in turn which i fucking despise and would rather ( Read more... )

Knowing from where to begin couldn't really cover this travel. In a few days I'll be back home, back to safe haven, where I'll unpack what was moved and stained by lonely cum on metro buses and trains and benches and the homeless. the reckless stray out here, from the drag queens on the street hitting on jeremy and finding myself fantasizing ( Read more... )

If there was a cologne out all about hate, I'd buy it. If anybody hears, let me know.
All I ever fucking want is honesty from you, but you're too much of a bullshitter.

15 Years Ago, I ( Read more... )

third period was skipping out on biogenetics again. somewhere between everhard and whipple i was lost in a bizzare love triangle and true faith thanks to the fine release of the nicotine high i recieved and new order. my pedals felt like sling shots and made my car dart in and out of the center of cars. i was so tired--my eyelids stopped ( Read more... )

im sick and tired and sick and sitting here sick but my volume's turned up and her nose has that little turned up feature and her mouth is gaping and hot breath is pouring out and melting all the seems in all of her sheets. and in between and closer than before we strayed out to another world and back to the warmth of each piece of cloth wrapped up ( Read more... )

o01. clothing: hateful ( Read more... )

082. your words: "The hour is choking our century, Paz."

"Something in the way she moves, attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she woos me. I don't wanna leave her now ( Read more... )

nothing. i feel like nothing.