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Raw Emotional Chronic Relapse State
He promises me something. I fall for it every single time. He tells me that I’m the one. I want to believe his lies. He says that I win that I can leave knowing that no one else had conquered him but me. He tells me only because I’m leaving, I’m sure. And this must…
REWIND-JULY-2017
via TBHQ
Exit 68
I am his full bodied flesh covered live wire Antsy hands all over my softest skin like he’s putting out a fire My water and his oil shaken together with fate’s emulsifier Shit can easily transpire Over here with my eyes alone pulling off his attire I am his butterfly covered bubble gum flavored pacifier…
REWIND-JULY-2016
via Savage Lamentations
Jean-Paul Sartre
The wind was sweet and cold. I was leaving my job and heading toward my car, thankful that the day wasn’t worrisome. My phone was too hot because I’d left it in the car all day and just looking at it, you crossed my mind. I wondered where you were and how nice it would…
REWIND- JULY-2015
via Closer to god
The Unisex Outerwear Collection by H&M
I’ve learned a lot about myself from you, young man. I’m grateful that I’ve met you. I had only ever had sex in the past 26 years with one other person where I wasn’t fantasizing about some other partner not in the same room and it was only one time. I craved him for a…
REWIND-JULY-2014
via Vaccination
Aller de l’avant
I feel weak like worn out box springs Partly because I’m going to miss you I feel sad like the darkness autumn brings Partly because I know I don’t need you I feel hopeless like a life nearly ticked away Partly because I can’t have you I feel aimless like an archer in last place…
