A little jock action makes any post better, right? Reblog it hoes. I ain’t afraid to hoe it out in the name of art!
The dealers of emotional lethargy are stealers of psychic energy.
I don’t know how I’m supposed to live like this anymore. All this time all that I’ve needed is to score.
I’ve got the fever, palms on fire. I’ve got the creatures whispering. I can see you now as you are, your skin glistening. Can you feel the resistance? What’s the matter, does that hurt? It’s starting to feel like it’s own universe, here where there are no safety words.
My feelers spread like the roots of a tree. My fears, crisscrossing so intricately.
My one true love, my doppleganger. With your hands around my throat, I could see heaven.
Oh how I yearn to play your victim, yet somehow retain some modicum of control. I have got to learn how to separate from my twin so I no longer have to suffer these sympathy pains.
^ Like… are you guys alive out there in tumblr land? This has been on here for 30 minutes or so already… and has mostly gone unnoticed. UNTENABLE!
Listen, like, and share *please*. I don’t usually beg for attention, (whatever, who am I kidding?), but I’m serious this time. Call it boy who cried wolf if you want to, but that’s not the case. Passion, stress, real tears, honesty; all of that has gone into this… Just… lend me your ears for a little bit. Spread this around everywhere, facebook, twitter, tumblr, your taint, whatever… just… make this happen. Your love is being commandeered under OTP aegis.