I had a little bit to drink but it doesn’t take away from the fact that you are a delusional twit and I am a goddess in my own right. She won’t fulfill you, she won’t convince you, that you don’t love me. If the latter is the case, and I totally accept and understand, you’ll do it on your own, not have something/someone to distract you.
Seriously need someone to spank me and give me a hickey on my ass and then coddle me with kisses and beer and food.
I made you a card
like when I was 5
I burned it
like they burned
go on a french fry date with me.
This list is by no means exhaustive. Unfortunately, many people will know or do know someone who’s a survivor of a sexual assault or rape. If you find yourself in the position of confidant, please choose your words carefully. They can make the world of difference. (This list is heteronormative because it’s an account of personal experiences. However, sexual violence is by no means just male-on-female. People of all genders commit sexual violence against people of the same or a different gender.)
This is great.
take a gander, listen up, and remember this if someone ever comes to you.
she dug her nails
into my back
like a gardner’s
in the soil
what does hipster taste like?@strangers-passing-in-the-street
Pabst, salted ganja pussy, and racism. If a tree falls in the woods and no one is there to hear it, would a hipster buy the soundtrack?
Had a bad dream about my father last night which screws me up because, although it’s an exaggerated version of his sickness, he’s sick and alive during the dream and every time I wake up after one it takes me a few minutes to realize he’s dead. It’s like a curtain rising before an opera, taking off the thin veil between the dreamworld and reality and muddling up my emotions into this false truth then waking to remember the real.