there is such shame in my pleasure where i cannot reconcile one and the other where i become a philosopher of centuries past, trying to connect, try to make one the same where i try to justify such things i look, i stare, i try to understand but there is no one in the sameContinue reading “a treatise on such indelicate things”
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fuck you, a trilogy
boy, if you knew better you would run behind this faint face quiet and trembling voice and bowing head of shame i scream and long to rise and want to paint this pale face with bloody anger so, you’d better fucking run
damn you
you are a shame to this family a poison to this house you are a curse on my tongue a disease upon my life