Fuck this place

girl is that a knife in your hand or are you jerking off your sharp detachable penis in my stomach

you ‘had’ sex? where did it go

I don't have time for sex, I'm too busy running a blog that only 11 or 12 people care about

smoosh face into my tummy

paper and pen seems so powerful now. on account of all the. surveillance

[doesn't understand jacking off] and I'm supposed to... touch my penis? [shaking my head and smiling, murmuring to myself] touching my own penis... [chuckles] what will they come up with next

It's not too late to suppress all of your wants and desires and to die unfulfilled and afraid without anyone ever having really known you.

no one says big mood anymore. no one even says mood. no one says anything. all thats left is a dry wind, that scours my face until i bleed