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Wednesday, May 8, 2019


They some damn hotties in starbucks tho
I wonder what it's like to fuck a dude who looks like a dude.
I wonder what it's like to want to.

Got myself all twisted in half over some pretty dude last month. I still relapse on the delusion that we could have been something more every few weeks. But it's getting better. It used to be every few days.

Sitting at starbucks typing this out like the millenial off her ADHD pills that I am. I'm too retro to even use speelcheck (I say, fighting the urge to hashtag.)

It's been a minute. To summarize, I moved out of my moms house because she didn't approve of my witchy ways and I was tired of feeling like an exhile for it. I ended a five (?) year long relationship because it was already dead on the vine. I realized and came out as bisexual to my parents, and now I'm moving again into my aunts house, but the room is so full of other people's baggage and trauma, I'm back on my mothers couch until we can clear the room.

yup. that's about it.

Seeking refuge in public spaces until further notice. May start a one woman show in a strip club on broadway masturbating with various household objects.

I'm only half joking.

Here. Have a poem

~~~~~~~~~~~Should I scramble these eggs as well as my brain?
Or as badly if you’ve already left Dennys
The gods and the Orishas told me not to write to you anymore
So I’m giving the words to MyOtakeu
You never wanted to listen my stories anyway

I’m not sorry if she never takes you back
I’m not sorry if you still feel bad
Soak in your coffee and fix me a drink
Pretty boy
I might just finish it this time

I tried to burn down the bridge
but it had too many of my heartstrings caught in it
Darkness isn’t really my permanent home
It’s just where I sleep some days
Maybe if you ask my goddess nicely
I’ll grace the lightest corners of your mothers basement
Maybe you’ll catch one last glimpse of me as I phoenix
I don’t know if you ever loved to watch me leave
But i always liked driving away
What can i say? I come from a family of runners

Will you track and field for me?

We called it suboxone
But it was just hot coffee
And the funny thing is
I always preferred herbal tea
But sometimes the medicine burns just as well as the poison

I was so scared to let you know the truth
But now i can't wait to tell you ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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