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a bad habit
i find myself texting you late at night
until you block me i’ll keep on coming back
wish i was only here out of spite
but in reality i need to talk to someone during my panic attack
i know it’s selfish to use you for reassurance
however it’s the only thing that can soothe my racing mind
and i haven’t gotten enough money for insurance
so i hope it doesn’t make you feel c...
Monday 22nd July 2024 5:12 am
don't hmu.
youre a good little girl,
he types.
youre submissive arent you,
he moans, over text.
he expects a beguiled,
blushing emoji in response.
what he gets is three dots and an empty silence so loud he remembers what he is.
a greasy teen (21 years of age).
a lusty manchild looking for another child.
he tells me im a cute and submissive girl,
with luscious milk bags.
...
Wednesday 14th September 2022 12:43 am
Cathedrals of Words [1]
It starts with that
the feel of paper
between the fingers
the paper worn by touch
the ink a little faded
but the weight of
the incorruptible text
resting on the eye
retaining its worth
for ever
Even before that
there was the heft of it
in the hand
the boards scuffed
the jacket torn
but the perfection of
that binding
resting on the palm
is ...
Tuesday 24th July 2018 10:37 am
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