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Fuuuuuuuuu my life.
I've been so fucking preoccupied that I feel as if I have no time for anything and now I just feel BEHIND on everything and ~STRESSED~ out to boot. All I wanna do is sleep when I'm not working or studying.
D:
I miss my FL. <3
on a positive note, I wrote a poem a few weekends ago:
untitled piece from a saturday afternoon
If I could trace my existence
in the curve of your neck
or live eternal in the small slope
between shoulder-blades - tasting with my tongue
the elixir of eternity
the salt from your skin is
I think forever should not daunt me
if this be my damnation --
my fingertips navigating the globe
finding the axis
where spine ends and
the heat of your thighs pressing
down
I will want no always but to hear
the half-buried cry
our mouths seeking in the privacy of
darkness
the sweetest agony of your smile
I've been so fucking preoccupied that I feel as if I have no time for anything and now I just feel BEHIND on everything and ~STRESSED~ out to boot. All I wanna do is sleep when I'm not working or studying.
D:
I miss my FL. <3
on a positive note, I wrote a poem a few weekends ago:
untitled piece from a saturday afternoon
If I could trace my existence
in the curve of your neck
or live eternal in the small slope
between shoulder-blades - tasting with my tongue
the elixir of eternity
the salt from your skin is
I think forever should not daunt me
if this be my damnation --
my fingertips navigating the globe
finding the axis
where spine ends and
the heat of your thighs pressing
down
I will want no always but to hear
the half-buried cry
our mouths seeking in the privacy of
darkness
the sweetest agony of your smile