skinny love.
oh, my, ultimate love.
oh, so be it, love, my, sordid love.
say, what kind of love. did you need it, too, love?
please, so tell me, so be it, love, love,
oh, honey, dear love.
i hate to tell you, my ridiculous love.
oh, so who knows, my dear love.
my life upon it, my dear love; oh, so be it. Bet my life- on it love.
let's not be so abundant and absurdly, about it, my love.
ridiculously love; yet, so obscenely, love, i guess, we'll have to end it, my love, and stay so ever true,
my love.
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- hi, with warning. i am entirely damaged and crazy with masochistic tendencies and an addictive self-destructive personality. but i am in the trials of self-recovery- though thoroughly failing in the process, here's to hoping- one day- someday. in form of pure tried articulation of the written word, this space keeps the highly erratic and darkly emotional self reflection of my contemplative life with bits of sunshine scattered in between. i am a mess; i absolutely create disasters and inevitably fuck everything up. so decide if you are one who actually thinks and chooses for his own mind or one who is fated to predestined cowardice, forever running away like the rest of the narrow minded sheep in this world and unable to embrace the violent and bittersweet storm of harsh realness.
2 comments:
This is fucking amazing. I can't believe no one commented. Mindgasm. And I don't give compliments easily.
thank you so much olivia lee, you don't know how much your comment meant to me. it's much appreciated. i tried to go on your blog and post a comment, but you don't have that option, so i'm replying here in hopes that you see it.
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