mia
i am here to detox to heal to fix to inspire.
to work.
now i see joshua and how right he was about so much.
we lived in the wrong apartment.
in any case, if i was still in boston, i'd be calling the wrong numbers..
ingesting the wrong things. getting away with it all.
i need the holy sun to penetrate me. holy holy holy sun.
i realized if carlos gave a fuck about me, he woulda met me at airport.
if carlos gave shit about me, he would have met up with me the next, especially since we had plans to plan out our class.
but he told me yesturday he too busy to see me because he was picking up his fixed computer, and had a lot of work to do.
it was a bullshit excuse. im sure his computer got fixed but that leaves a whole rest of the day open.
anyway, he calls me at 2 am... "i just got robbed. i was a party, cause this guy that worked at the moore space was leaving.. and i was outside, these two guys came up to me with guns, told me to get on the floor, and took everything. my wallet, my phone."
thats because carlos' priorities are gay. carlos felt it was more important to be loyal to some shmuck that worked at he moore space for a couple months than to follow through with plans he had with me, his wife and friend of 8 years, that hasn't been in miami since January.
if i payed carlos for his time with me. there would be no excuse. he's find time and more time. he's find ways and solutions.
oh to see love die.
i do things my way and when i must go i must go. Go.
but i miss joshua so much. i want to be with him. i want to go to italy with him. i want to make love to him. i want to touch him kiss him have gentle arguments with him. we cried like babies in the airport. flowers for joshua.
my mother and the sun will make me stronger.
i would have saved more money if i'd stayed in miami,
but lord, my soul woulda died without boston.
carlos said to me recently, i cant wait to come back so i can stick my dick in your mouth.
i dont suck punk dicks.
anyway i am excited to penetrate some high school shining minds.. electric and open.
lo
to work.
now i see joshua and how right he was about so much.
we lived in the wrong apartment.
in any case, if i was still in boston, i'd be calling the wrong numbers..
ingesting the wrong things. getting away with it all.
i need the holy sun to penetrate me. holy holy holy sun.
i realized if carlos gave a fuck about me, he woulda met me at airport.
if carlos gave shit about me, he would have met up with me the next, especially since we had plans to plan out our class.
but he told me yesturday he too busy to see me because he was picking up his fixed computer, and had a lot of work to do.
it was a bullshit excuse. im sure his computer got fixed but that leaves a whole rest of the day open.
anyway, he calls me at 2 am... "i just got robbed. i was a party, cause this guy that worked at the moore space was leaving.. and i was outside, these two guys came up to me with guns, told me to get on the floor, and took everything. my wallet, my phone."
thats because carlos' priorities are gay. carlos felt it was more important to be loyal to some shmuck that worked at he moore space for a couple months than to follow through with plans he had with me, his wife and friend of 8 years, that hasn't been in miami since January.
if i payed carlos for his time with me. there would be no excuse. he's find time and more time. he's find ways and solutions.
oh to see love die.
i do things my way and when i must go i must go. Go.
but i miss joshua so much. i want to be with him. i want to go to italy with him. i want to make love to him. i want to touch him kiss him have gentle arguments with him. we cried like babies in the airport. flowers for joshua.
my mother and the sun will make me stronger.
i would have saved more money if i'd stayed in miami,
but lord, my soul woulda died without boston.
carlos said to me recently, i cant wait to come back so i can stick my dick in your mouth.
i dont suck punk dicks.
anyway i am excited to penetrate some high school shining minds.. electric and open.
lo