litote_convoluted: art: prosey-posey.


prosey-poesy


.......(the mole under my lip is the source of all of my powers)........





prosey-posey.




"Pick a word, any word," says Francesca Lia Block. Guide to Zines. (jesus.) Zines. I'm picking some words.


Me:
Goddess? No. Wicca? No. Magic, poseur, fake, frigid, lonely bitch little girl pink colour love want lust poetry. FAIRY. Twisted looser punk musician. Out in fat. Mean ugly. BEAUTIFUL. Sick sick sick crazy mad crazy. Sorry all the time.

Any word. What about love?

(i wear wings and rhinestone sunglasses ((i will not edit this)).)

whisper want leave lick scratch. Paper-thin blood. T-cells. white cells. HIV Plague? AFRAID.
[love is dangerous.]

Little boys laugh at me. My cat used to smile at me and lick his paws and his tail would twitch. he yawn-growled daily. My mother killed him.

ribbons feather shoes.
leg hairs.
eyebrows toothbrush-bracelets.
POWER TRIPS.
squdgy squidgy squishy

FUCK. i'm lonely &

uninspired.

want to kiss lick growl snarl smile giggle nose wrinkle fire burn tongue cold

You took my tree. You took my pink boa. You took my tongue, my pen, my luster, my shoelaces, my urine, my blood, my life and love, and you took my virginity. Angry am I, said the blue cat. His smile lingered.

[i didn't think that my cat's death would have bothered me so much.]

Blood Urine Spit Numbers

HIV testing. free condoms.
PORNOGRAPHIC PHOTOGRAPHY
(that's me???)
strip.
beef sticks.

I am a vegetarian who rescues difficult spiders from Denny's eating establishments and wakes up with insect bites.

Sex Lust Encounters with myself and mirrors and glow-in-the-dark wigs...


Coffee No-Doz Coffee
No-Doz Catnip No-Doz
Catnip Aspirin Catnip
Aspirin NyQuil Aspirin
NyQuil Vodka NyQuil
Vodka Air Vodka
Air Air Air
Air Air Air
I can't breathe.


Taco Bell
Blue Hippopotamus
Taco Bell
Black & White Photos
Nudes Artistry suggestive calendars

Life suck Bend
Red hot Sweat
Scratch nail dragon Slay


Vamp Blooooooooo-

(bleed.)

stop.



Her eyelids fluttered. She remembers :
The steam.
The power.
Her hair wet on her shoulders,
her back.
His hand on her skin.
Rough palms-
-he always worked so hard.
Being pressed against him.



Boys who chew gum look stupid.




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