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›9/16/2024
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Perhaps you should have locked the door, yet
I both detest should and locked doors...

with my lovers

All love all beauty is a collaboration...[Julian Sands (R.I.P. comrade) your collaboration of "Beauty! Beauty!" when lit with love/Holy Spirit and your death that encompasses my own life span - well, thank you and BEAUTY!!!!!! ]

and here I am a 52-year old bottle in the land of my birth - wedged between the place of my father's biggest humiliation...and my favorite year of school (mrs. Neal) - 2nd grade.

I don't remember my mother looking at me until ... oof "daughters of the soho riots" you slay... (regret discarding me yet? it's all I ever try to due...)

ouch, that one hurt (you can always tell - instead of drawn blood - mine is shod tears).

"break my arms around my love"

It was I guess the first standardized test purely on intelligence discerning...

my gestation was the exact age of my father's humiliations.

I wonder if every time he did it, he wanted to die? the clue was that time I got stoned with my M and SiL and it had been the first time since I'd poisoned my own A with my favorite drug (well besides X)...

It's bizarre having the gift? my father had and knowing what that ... I just looked at the album (when you start to love something, you actually start paying attention to the name): Alligator... If you have a brain like mine, you can pneumonic that one as coded: Alley Door with good Crack.

"I know you've put in the hours to keep me in sunglasses, I know..."

and "metal heart" by the power of cats.

anyhoo, hello Macon.

Today, I go officiale.

it will be like pulling another plug - lifting up another drawbridge.

Not in the drowning pig way, but in the "god such people seem so rare for me to find" I found myself honestly wondering if I could ever be normale w/Marco ...

she didn't look at me really that I remember until it was confirmed that I was a brainiac.
like me, she worshipped men with intelligence - hoping to get out.

of the pain.

See, I'm a collaboration
of both of you my loves

x why?
x ex

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