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no shit. i’ve bruised and lacking destination. i’ve reserved a hatred for others that turned to devour me. right now it’s eating, and, and, it’s on my face. i’ve been living distracted as shady creeps fighting shady creeps with flirts streaming steaming. i love to live this way. i throw gross shade, gross shade at creeps and i love gross creeps. i’m in bed in a bad mood about being in a bad mood. ill meat. accusing and adoring and rubbing up on the limit of things. this town. turns me on. i can go there but i can’t work it. you can work it but you can’t buy shit.
below ya, close ya mouth more. black whisper in my vein. i try on new blood, does this look good on me, does this make me look good.
corner. find someone who’s always finds you disturbing. finds someone will always find you disturbing. get up, get everyone’s everything’s hard again. get it, everyone’s running in from the rain and stinks and don’t gets your rhythm. i love the stink. i love what stink says about your character. i wanna be reborn in stink. i want to be buried in stink. i wanna be reborn in stink so i can be buried in stink. oh baby. oh baby. obscenities my drag. up and back round to his house. text is a running joke. you give up too fast.
hey, i’m back. with this thing too. there a lot of us actually. and we coming for you.
your hair as you’re a sleeper. a bottom lover in love with the bottom bites. still tastes like metal. whose your mate? whose your mate? i’m gonna eat flaking skin.