fourteen in istambul &
the best food he ever had
smokes firecams fill the air
lipstick-smudging party household homoerotic fetish
a drunk man crawls, fractured leg
the cigarettes help him standing on his feet
they call an ambulance, he cries himself
lies on a stretcher, now cabinet product
"i want to kill myself"
she said i'm a genius
but accolades are meaningless
and she won't remember such brilliance when the winter comes
homosexual tendencies springs eternal
i kissed a man, we laughed and sung
i kissed her next to the tobacco machine
just after she kissed me on the cracked pavement/forehead
the tension consumed us both
[OH PHILOSOPHY!]
or just me, i don't know
got a phone number, i'm a dick
my brazillian friend said it will be alright
charles manson said i hate myself too much
I CRAWL TO THE BED AND MASTURBATE AS THE ONLY ONE WHOSE STANDARDS ARE LOW ENOUGH TO FUCK ME
caught a cab with a rude, horny girl
god i hate existence & all it implies
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