This is an old post but I am posting it because I love my wo..
This is an old post but I am posting it because I love my words. The performance is a big ol ehhhhhh but hope you all see my heart through it all.
2022-07-10 18:37:56 +0000 UTC View Post
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LOADED *PRE-LOG*=fin This fucking breeze is so slow and sm..
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*PRE-LOG*=fin
This fucking breeze
is so slow and smooth,
it practically burns off
the anger on the surface of
my scrunched and hot face.
Im not angry at this gorgeous fucking sight, but at myself.
Sometimes, I may think I’m a bit of a sociopath, but im not psychotic, but maybe psycho. Kinda a little bit of both a psychopath and a sociopath. Bi-psych?
OR is that what they call borderline?
I was for sure bi.
It’s just
It's because it was so sunny it made me pull off in the alleyways
on my
day off otw home from a wasted traffic court affair.
And I stopped to smell the roses.
Like you so often
Reminded me to do
We were both so scared.
Of being the first one to put up their gun.
Weeks stretched to months while
whatever reminder-of-us encounters
Were full, then pregnant, then painfully cordial
While the reverse curse of loves bloom
Echoed in the valley of my heart,
Temptation met with the spike of reality.
Fire to embers to coal
And soul numbed in another small spot
With anti-freeze
Preparation is always more effectiveÂ
Then treatment with these kind of things.
Because I wanted us to go out in fire
But you wanted to die slow
Doing the most to show
The future me
Why his favorite dog, ran to the hills one day,
And decided not to come home.
 just never came home.Â
Standing in thsoul kulning for the lost dog of the boy, who’s dog
Wont come home because he neglected it,Â
And saw this tangible thing as a given,
Got lost on the mountains
His voice echoing in the heavy space betweenÂ
Who’s hound won't come down from the mountains.
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Who’s favorite dog ran into the mountains and won't come home.Â
And got lost
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It felt like a reverse curse.Â
Even though,
At the right moment
The right gif unrightfully carried so much weight. As I scrolled through my phone/
I tried to stop this.
Our decay.
I wanted us to go out in flames,
Hard and intense with a bright light that wavered
Over my life with turbulence untilÂ
hopefully, someday, some sort of greyed understanding
Even though It feels as though I know now
It’s just sick and the bets are off
They say If you play your cards right
In this lifeÂ
You get what you ask for.
Only I never asked for you.
I wished for you.
Have you ever heard of someone giving back a shooting star?
you never say what you really want
Guts/LINK/Alvin/Harrison said without chalice but honesty in his expression.
The dark illuminated Eloise as she picked up her XL bottle of Smirnoff ice
And put it to her lips for a swig.
“I disagree,” she said, in a way that, although disagreeing, it sounded like she really had considered his point of view, only, next in the last minute
decided against it cause it sounded like more fun.
“You never say what you really want out loud.” How else is the universe supposed to know, it’s supposed to be a secret with them and you went and told everyone else?
â€the links name jinx is Alvinl.
Alvin’s mouth flared open out of reflex but fluttered shut after some better judgement,
His body choosing to hiccup instead from lack of oxygen.
Sticks and stones may break your bones,
But words bruise like a bitch. That is something he for sure found out. Yes, it wasn’t until he became the sugar b*by of some weird, rich dead poets society ass professor that he realized words had a tremendous effect. Being called “b0y” as a command, and as a sexual plea tended to do this to a yung mostly-(Masc.)-mens psyche, but fighting through it was something.
Alvin was Alvin's middle name ever since he found out Mark Mange the dean and (he's a Leslie bottom sniffer cake toucher do anything for it) professor of all of Purdue’s literature department, the one in control of his very own pass or fail grade and continuing of one of the only full send scholarships @ the school was a pervert who paid. In fact, he was known for giving away a scholarship every year and word around town was there was a reason all of them happened to be twinky, hot looking b0ys. Sorry guys. I’m still traumatized. Alvin wrestled and was the first of his family to go to college on a scholarship and not have it be like a big family ties deal of saving money.
“What? Alvin managed to get out of his tense body, remember his arm that wasn't holding lisaâ€loi™se's waist, shaking off the vulnerability of questioning his already thought up thoughts.
HE clawed forward through liminal space and drank from his smirnoff bottle like with the same haste as people splash water on their face to sober up.Â
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Because my gps has a bigger penis then me and I followed the path led by something else. I know just as well as you do.
It’s drug dealer ass advice and it took me to the part of virginia that makesÂ
you remember it used to be a confederate state.
As rural as D.C. run noff could be, this hole-in-the-wall beauty
lived in Richmond Virginia for gods sake. Besides the fact it was like a conservative suburb in the middle of a liberal city, it felt significant for many reasons. The Virginia part especially. Our slogan is literally “Virginia Is For Lovers.” I felt trapped by the signs floating in the dark. Why was the world pointing me in directions like some virtual reality game play. Like the game/play/flatbar was getting pissed I was lagging and like the passerby characters in Tony hawk video games like gave you advice and pointed you in directions to the next goal or skate spot: the damn game wanted to be played.
It had a mood all to itself. I could tell. It had a moral code embedded into its gameplay. I mean every video game has rules. Ours are gravity and karma. Both of which are able to be bent under the right circumstances. Gravity explains Newton really well, but karma…well I’m not about to let the church explain that shit to me and I wouldn’t recommend anyone, really do that. I think since we all come from different places and have different journeys to different everyone under one footprint of progress.
Why was my path f0rcing me down the road to his house. My values didn’t know what to do. Does the devil invite some down to hell to incite a fire in their heart in order to add that flame to the sun?
The rules of this place are simple. Pr0create. The machine wants you to do one function. Keep fueling it. Like a body wants you to continue eating so it can live. If you as a man, don’t follow the only real rope left behind on the climb of life, which is find a woman and put a bby in her so your species can continue the simulation is like s0n of a bitch do you know how much we spent on your soul to embody over here? And you chose to do what instead of having a beautiful f@mily? Get fucked in your ass until you can’t see straight? Wonderful. When you leave don’t come back. You must tip your servers here.
It takes a lazy eye
to see the strings
of God’s bluff.
The tells
are hidden behind
the flicker
of the wind.
The star-crossed scorn
puddles into reason
from a place of
absurdity.
“are you sure?”
The simple syrup of this
spiritual transaction
reassures that
“at least it’s sweet.”
The meat and potatoes
of this diverse plate
supply
hearty tenure.
The table is always set
for the dreaming
capillaries
trapped
in stasis,
bloody
smiles on their
faces
Waiting on their next
moment to pop.
The shock is absorbed by
our table of contents
which never fails
to solidify
the importance of manure
in the growth process.
As it lays down and get’s trampled on.
{to be continued}
I hope you know I’m making a blanket of my remorse and lust ..
I hope you know I’m making a blanket of my remorse and lust and I’ll have no regrets when it’s all done and thru.
2022-06-10 18:25:15 +0000 UTC View PostEvery post on here is LOADED. I mean that in every single wa..
Every post on here is LOADED. I mean that in every single way applicable. I obsess over my trauma and my passion and there is nothing else to it. My function is simple. Feel and express. Connect the through lines to my flagrant actions, calculated moments, and constant motions to adhere to the understanding of me I so desperately please at whoever gazed upon my work to gleam.
Every deadly sin is also a necessary one. 🛎
“Everything matters except matter itself”
“Everything matters except matter itself”
2022-05-18 17:29:19 +0000 UTC View PostThe soft side of masculinity. Pt.1
The soft side of masculinity. Pt.1
2022-04-26 23:17:07 +0000 UTC View PostI’m so excited about the new stuff I’m going to be sharing. ..
I’m so excited about the new stuff I’m going to be sharing. I’ve never felt so sensually poignant as I do right now. Remember to love the journey, but that first starts with loving who you are becoming.
2022-02-25 02:28:45 +0000 UTC View PostThey called me a misfit, a no good… ‘cause I said the way th..
They called me a misfit,
a no good…
‘cause I said the way they lived
was no good.
No good.
If I was a rapper I’d be called Lil Peek 🍑 / Lifeofiction
If I was a rapper I’d be called Lil Peek 🍑 / Lifeofiction
2022-02-07 09:46:26 +0000 UTC View Post