Month: August 2020

Don’t believe in the names that people give you

Don’t believe in the names that this society calls you

Don’t believe even in the name you made yourself for you

Names are just a deception

As

You and me

He and we

All are humans

merely a human at an end

However not just a human

but the human,

the God’s best creation at the other.

Sun on beam! How a place so bright be made dull and dark?

Sun on beam! How a place so bright be made dull and dark?

Love not fear! Remember, my dear!

Love not fear! Remember, my dear!

It’s only been a week, but now I don’t want a week to end.

[and also in this form: fictiontopost121017 ]

My goal is to learn how to do my own laundry; and create good smells that way and or as a result.

*** Conversaytions on Bed

I thought it was normal at first. The first time we did it, I was at her house; and she was like so you want to do it; and I was like how’d she know, you know.{laughing, laughing, laughing} She took of her close, and I got on top. It smelled really bad.

Wait, I have to interrupt; how do you know, that that’s just not what you think; that women, girls, or whoever boys smell bad down there; or even men; how do you know you’re not wrong.

Well, seeing as how you’re a virgin, you wouldn’t know.

I’m not actually a virgin; I lost my virginity on my sweet sixteenth birthday to a man that…

[also in this form: fictionpostingon22719]

I was seriously trying to figure out, what it was that he wanted

He wouldn’t leave me alone, and he wouldn’t stop pretending that he was my Dad.

My dad was so different from him,

So much more fashionable; nowadays men are only becoming aware of that level of fashion in existence; but for my dad that was just well uh that … banal like a drum that you don’t bang too hard,

It was like my dad and I were a romantic couple; except my dad wasn’t interested in sexual activity of any kind at all; and never could be, I always figured that’s why he almost died

and also because of course, he was my died and I was a part of his skin

cited: soul pieces (the first one)

accompanying music [again] citation: the hollies, long cool woman in a black…

[also in this form: fictionpostingon22719]

I was seriously trying to figure out, what it was that he wanted

He wouldn’t leave me alone, and he wouldn’t stop pretending that he was my Dad.

My dad was so different from him,

So much more fashionable; nowadays men are only becoming aware of that level of fashion in existence; but for my dad that was just well uh that … banal like a drum that you don’t bang too hard,

It was like my dad and I were a romantic couple; except my dad wasn’t interested in sexual activity of any kind at all; and never could be, I always figured that’s why he almost died

and also because of course, he was my died and I was a part of his skin

cited: soul pieces (the first one)

accompanying music [again] citation: the hollies, long cool woman in a black…