my fingers are like stones

…that makes no sense.

but it does make a sentence!

hahaha

i laughed out loud.

can you feel the electricity?

the tension? desire?

the lust, the love… 

the missed opportunity

glaring at me

laughing at me

i’m fighting with it

but its whiteness blinds me

i don’t know what’s normal is.

stop accusing me!

you are like candy floss.

lot of fluff

and no substance

we used to exchange bodily fluids.

until he started to exchange his with someone else.