Now that I actually noticed it I’m thinking about all these scenarios where I really thought that I was in love with this guy and he was like everything and then, now that I remember correctly something about that situation was related to period sex. I don’t know what love is, I never did. Either…
Tag: feelings
Lady Philosophy
It’ll twist you up, I promise. You’ll follow all the rules and fail. You’ll read and re-read the formula and fuck it up. And so you grasp on desperately clinging to any little thing you can repeat you keep turning the other cheek because you heard that somewhere and you keep inviting dumb ass people…
Cherry Red Synapse of The Surgeon General
Whiskey on ice with a splash of sweet tea and listening to the Deftones got me wanting to lick shit off of other shit and this cigarette from the freezer won’t stay lit I keep forgetting about it my brain never shuts off it seems you’re on it and a billion other things stopping for…
October 1582
In the span of 365 mornings and evenings You could learn to crawl You could start and stop and start You could fall in or down or off You could prove how crazy you really are to the one that you claim to love You could come to grips with the fact that you and…
Gamma Butyrolactone
A full work day damn near 7 hours He came over at 11:30 AM I was worried but I wasn’t afraid of him He felt the same fucking way, scared because he could have encountered anything that reckless gambling but he got me and I got a work day from him too but it felt…
Les Demoiselles d’Avignon
I thought it was because I wasn’t well versed and I was unrehearsed or because I couldn’t get loving them quite right then I thought it must be because of the way I appear and their own preferential fear or because I couldn’t love the things that they loved quite right And as I continued…
Museum Parking for Bitches
Tapping into me at age 7 and I was spectacular I was the only child in the house then And although my mom didn’t pay me much attention I had three doting aunts and a cool ass uncle and they let me do whatever I wanted which was mostly read books and sing and pretend…
Portishead and Jim Beam
I’m weird because I can barely see and my mind makes up the deficit by making me over feel… I’m hypersensitive as hell. Over here, over feeling. Everything is painful. Beauty. Hope. Love. Is there a such thing as better anymore if there ever was? I don’t know anything much if I ever did or if…
Smells Like Sage
I need to do what? Pull my bootstraps up? It’s not even 8 am yet and I’m stressed. Oh please, oh please don’t give me that bootstrap speech. My grandmother, rest her, child of the great depression used to run me that fucking line constantly. It’s probably one of the reasons that I’m in therapy…
