he’s always going to be my mixed up girl
and i mx. to untapped grace
i’ll say
if you find it now
fuck i hate to say this
if you find it now
fuck off have a nice time find your love and speak of me like lindsey like jessica like rebecca ann buckner like like like
my love for j.s. was always sapphic
but it was so drawn out
our brokens were beautiful in front of a cathode GIANT tv circa 2012/3/whatistime
we drank and smoked and had a patio but instead smoked and drank inside and i longed and that stupid fuck?…. i don’t know
distant fuckers are drugs
distant disordered lovebombers?
do they have nice collarbones that smell like…. there’s no words it’s base instinct pheromones
i died and it’s good
i want so badly to curse him
no
no curses unless you are sure you are willing to tip the scales back up on yourself
ricochet effects to achieve homeostasis
the more careless and frivolous the casting of wide wide nets, the more it will hurt
or something else grander and unknowable
so i won’t curse
not that he doesn’t deserve it
not that i will ever forgive snow feb 2019
not that i doubt my burgeoning coven to fucking sort it
no
im tired and the work goes on
so fuck it
let’s do it live
i’ll listen to i alone and euphoria morning and of montreal forever
he can have prince
that shit was so fucking weird
there’s a lesson i keep not learning
g.i.d.h.c.w.p.g.k.h.j.s.j.s.j.s.r.e.p
in the basement there is a echo of all those carbon coby alcoholic *artists*
he’s sober and sweet and i am sure i could have him suck the strap in lace
ah fuck now im hot and bothered
how about a traditional low stakes curse
so fuck you jeremy michael springsteed and may your stupid last name be misspelled forever and ever
you have fucked me up so immensely for a decade
sometimes i’m sadder about you than about my dad
so fuck you
watching you destroy a potentially special relationship between you and your daughter you got replaced because you sucked
my dad died
jeremy you are just a fucking sorry piece of shit to not keep fighting
i won’t curse you
if you get it together and your daughter holds your hand while you die as she sweetly weeps and you are old and comfortable
then blessed be
i won’t curse you
i will forget your hold
i won’t sodomize the next emotionally available and sweet sober blue eyes blond hair man am i describing someone specific or an archetype?
wouldn’t jungian like to know?
so this has been a lot for me
has it been for you too?
that’s ok
rape / abuse / grief / pegging / shitty dads / witchcraft
MERE death 