December 2008
8 posts
OH and FUCCCCCCKKKKk.
I hide my face in shame when I surcome to the urges. Not that he cares either way. But I know. I have no perogative. I have no selfwill. I have no…. o man. self respect. but gone are those faniciful ideas of my holy and great self worth. It was a joke. I resign to the quiet. I resign to these strings on my ankles, heart and wrists. clap clapclapclap clap clap. palc. as long as they’re...
screw it. I’ll be happy. and I”ll dance. as long as your happy I’m cool. :] Jesus gets nothing gets for Christmas. :[ bahahahah. FRICK! Justin Timberlake makes me dance. right out of my pantssss. ouuu. uhm. yeah. Dance Dance Dance and smile all the time and Chyeah. Helllo curly haired boy. Yeah, that’s it. You haven’t got curly hair. so begone! I need swirly locks to...
some call it desperation
I want to be smothered in something that cannot be touched. I want to hold tender words in my hands and let their weight crush me into somethingness.
I want this floating away into nothingness to end. Tonight. Right now.
I need a warm hand to hold me inside of myself and to keep the lines between the infinite and my heart from blurring.
I’m pleading. ...
Makes things seem a little less lonely. I can type and it doesn’t get lost. I can’t break the code. i dont’ think there is a code. :[
I forgot I can do this.
2:22am.
Post. Add a Test Post. Advaced options. my mouth hurts so badly. no. not so badly. it feels better to keep it open than closed. I always want to kiss you more when my mouth is numb. because I can feel my lips differently. I try imagining kissing you now. with this pain, and that pain, and your freckled hips so close. These are the things I don’t talk about. To rub your shoulders. Scratch...
