April 2012
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Will abandoned, Passed out between fresh sheets, and I lifted up her shirt. Stopped. Book of poetry. Bedside table. Book of poetry; The Pain of Plants. She moved her hand across the bed, flattened it, looked at me. Closed her eyes. Looked at me. Closed her eyes. I pushed her shirt higher.
In the morning I told her nothing happened.
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“In our early youth we sit before the life that lies ahead of us like children...”
– Arthur Schopenhauer On the Suffering of the World
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Anonymous asked: i'm wondering how many people do you follow
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live4look asked: Gotico Unico Apuesto Personal Original. Nice weekend "Guapo". <3
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yesterday. funeral. cremating the dead.
hot date with a pole dancer tonight.
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crows eating mastic round chimney →
sweetopium said: these panties suits you.
Haha, thank you. I must wear panties more often ;) xxx
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After invention came the farce of the grand reinvention. Coffee everywhere. I gave up on your promises of lifestyles. (One had collapsed on top of the other.) I passed out staring at an empty cup, as though you’d ground an eraser so hard against my bare cheeks that I’d found holes wide enough for my fingertips and tongue. We saw Francis Bacon in teaspoons.
Your promise of a Godless...
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Anonymous asked: You are so intriguing in every way, everything you post always has so many meanings, you should be hated, you should be loved, some of the stuff you post is dark yet also leaves you wanting to read more, Would you say you are a complicated person? xo
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adenoviridae-deactivated2013011 asked: You're so weird in a beautiful way, and that's why I love everything about you. You're my inspiration, thank you.
