Perhaps I’m more than just a lover but only slightly less than a wife- Because that irritation that you need to feel with her, with me, exits life.. Perhaps you want me to stay, always, but simply cannot say… Too much bullshit forever wrecklessly at play- Perhaps I’m that awesome space between the two, in … Continue reading Job Description
Channel 1 The announcer thinks that she knows me. She thinks that she can read me. She thinks that she can tell right off of the bat, exactly where I fit. She’s too much like me. So I hate her. Side Effects? Paranoia. Disconnect. We’d like to interrupt this special broadcast to announce that your … Continue reading We’ll be right back….
I can accept your faulty perception of me because nothing that you have ever conceived even comes close to reality… Is what I said and its what I meant but what I thought was You don’t know me, fucker. I’m sorry that you feel that way because it was never my intention to disrespect you … Continue reading Shopping for a Narcissist that Fits
I don’t hate you I adore you but I hate the fact that I adore someone like you. There are lots of ugly nice people around. There are loads of unattractive very kind and attentive and generous people that I could use around every corner. Fucking with them makes me feel worse than it does fucking … Continue reading Pith
I wake up every morning and by 7 AM I hate myself because all I do every second is think about you. I want to be the body of water that you sit and stare at yourself in Narcissus, yet I know that there has to be a better way for me to waste my … Continue reading The Coldest Summer
I don’t want to talk about how sad I am, how forlorn, how empty, how pseudostrong, I’m using pseudo wrong, so I don’t want to discuss how you fill me when you feel me, how every second is infinity, where the cosmic quest’s objective is met, electric kiss of elusive kismet, so close to me, … Continue reading Anakin Skywalker
I never thought that I would miss your lying ass but I do a little bit. I miss going places with you and acting a complete ass and getting totally trashed and somehow knowing that I would make it home safely because of you. I miss the fact that you don’t mind being a freak … Continue reading Ruminated Rubbish