Today I will accept myself and work on improving my own life. I look good. Fuck you. I feel good. Fuck me. And everything works out for me… I just want to be sexy enough to not have to think about this shit and yet I’m devastated and deflated and unhappy at my own unhappiness- … Continue reading Rebecca Bunch
Hi and bye and so it goes Forming and exploding Everything is nothing So many lies I’ve told Intergalactic collisions I said I loved you and I meant it I wish I could break your hold Hi and bye and so it goes The truth often feels cold Gravitational dancing Lots of pretty nothing Mouth … Continue reading CoNnExIoNeM
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