Raped
The defeat oozes through every atom of my being (my body).
The defeat oozes through every atom of my being (my body).
I’m stuck on repeat.
I mean, wake up to reality. This is male sex.
I’ve been in a million relationships. I’ve been an infamous cheater. I was always very loyal until my first, long-term, boyfriend died of drug overdose.
I hear, “white girl, come here, why you so scared?”
i don’t have ever enough memorabilia to soak the void full
Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it.
We’re ghettoes of fat, chemicals, and pixels
We want an escape. We want to escape this body, this feeling, this gravity, this personal history and burst into the world…
Every day there is no ultimate revelation, only interesting and less interesting ways of coping with the yawning void of alack.