I got a stain on his favourite hoodie, the one he would let me wear. The stain wouldn't come out, so I couldn't help but feel like he left with a piece of me when he took it back. Eventually he would leave with more than just his hoodie. He left with the fragments of … Continue reading ATARI
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A Little Broken
Some days I wake up and I feel nothing. I want nothing. I am nothing. Some days you will hold me and Experience nothing. Touch nothing. Caress nothing. Some days I'm still a little broken. My heart isn't always open, but it will always reopen for you. You see... Some days I see nothing but … Continue reading A Little Broken
Bluebells and Cigarettes
Tell me you love me as it rips me apart, let me believe you with all my broken heart and I want you against me because it keeps them away though your eyes sometimes slip somewhere so far away. As I stand here in darkness I look to the sky just to feel something real … Continue reading Bluebells and Cigarettes
where ya been?
It has been far too long, I know! Where have I been? I'm really not sure apart from all the wrong places looking at all the wrong faces as usual. Lately I've been busy making a fool of myself by forgetting my own mind and letting boys back in! By this point It is official … Continue reading where ya been?
The Last Time
I used to hope I was still the one now I leave your name on the tip of my tongue see, the whiskey has my mouth sore enough and had me forgetting that a fuck aint love and for a moment I stopped judging my men by their signs and for a moment I forgot … Continue reading The Last Time
Judas
with his kisses came secrets Thats when i found my name under a bus Put there by you, Judas His kisses told me everything i didn't know About you, About life I fucked him untill my name was mine again Untill you faded out of view... on that very same bus you threw my name … Continue reading Judas
Muzzle
Do not cover my mouth. I do not need a muzzle. I am not a pup on the leash that is your absent masculinity. Maybe you are the mutt? Dry humping me against the wall of your apartment, hoping to assert yourself as some kind of alfa male... taking away my voice, pulling back my … Continue reading Muzzle
Rumour Has It
I heard he treats you badly Gets right into your face and shouts and screams Is cunt really his favorite word? He sounds like a lot of work I heard you were saying that we fought all the time I fought from my obsession with loving you... Does he do the same? You once said you … Continue reading Rumour Has It
I get lost
sometimes I don't know who I am, i get lost in all the wrong faces and lose myself in the people who aren't worth my feelings. I drain myself to flood their soul and leave myself hollow. Hoping, just hoping that one day they will see me for more than I am. They never do. … Continue reading I get lost
Discretion
You love me with discretion Do I look discreet to you? You need my love at 3am and damn I need you too You love me when the door is closed but I'm an open book You hold me like a lover would though I know I'm just a fuck the piece of meat you … Continue reading Discretion
Ryon Maverick 