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Nighttime Goals

I would like someone To touch my small tits tonight, Tasting the shadows.

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Wild Love

That’s some kind of some- Thing else. Some kind of lovesick Pony ride on home.

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Some Things Just End

Can I be her for a day? I like that girl. I like that image. naked & innocent forever. hold the picture of me. Beautiful Leave now while I’m still Exodus. …sleeping and unknowing of you. And leave me be … Continue reading

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Paradise Lost, Indeed

I’m giving myself an exercise. To write for a specified period of time. No goal length. We are working for endurance, here. I haven’t written in a long time and I just can’t seem to get into it. I can’t … Continue reading

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Scratch that Itch

I am writing while listening to music for the first time And drinking cinnamon and honey dissolved in hot water from a Disney Princess Coffee Mug in my boyfriend‘s sweatpants that he unofficially gifted to me on our unmade–yet clean–bed. … Continue reading

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Home Remedy

I’m sick. I’m sick and I’m tired. I’m sick and I’m tired and I hate admitting when I am either. I’m broke, too. Broken, I guess you could say. Why is it that having no money equates to being not … Continue reading

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Orgasms in My Sleep

Sometimes I just want to kill myself. This isn’t a suicide note. It is a journal entry. I soemtimes just want to kill myself in the same way that I just want to go to bed. I’m tired. When I’m … Continue reading

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the Purgatory of my life

Life is so often lived as a series of memories. I choose to live my life as a series of feelings. What if there is no me? What if there is only other people? What if they are me? I … Continue reading

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Rollin,Rollin,Rollin..along

┬áSo, I’m just sitting here minding my own business…you know how it is. Doin’ this and doin that. Same ol’ shit here. Nothin’ new. Nothin’ too fancy. This is my life. Sort of. Well, I guess I just gotta face … Continue reading

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Mirror in the Night Sky

Warm like the kisses the sun leaves on the plants just before it bakes them to perfection. Basking in preheating my emotions. Just before the boil over. Right at the edge of my tipping point into lunacy, rage, and passion. … Continue reading

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