I give up.
It’s not love anymore.
Attention from the front feels good most of the time.
I thought you knew that
You don’t actually know shit
But her conviction and my disappointment
Gender choices never be choosing me
Maybe I think sexually from the back…idea wise
I suck at repetition
You fail at honesty
Why can’t you pay for dinner without the stories
I can read what’s written in you: never added up
Federal offenses ain’t the only reason you’re bad on paper
You don’t look good in photos either
Or smell good after the water was left holy
Shouldn’t say any of it but fuck it ; I just did.
About the Creator
5enx
hurt spirit trying harder not to hurt spirits; by pouring into words meanings my actions can not humanize.
:creative therapy:
#unfuckingapenetratedheart
@the5enx
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