Forever traumatized by realizing that no amount of love can change someone who finds losing you easier than facing their own behavior.

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Forever traumatized by realizing that no amount of love can change someone who finds losing you easier than facing their own behavior.
6.09 pm
by Bobby Yusuf
I was trying to fill the hole in my heart. Looking for some good string somewhere near me. And oh boy, oh boy.
All day spent horny and sad. Had a commitment that the committer broke. Oh boy, how tragic.
And then you came like a wild horse, and I’m standing there like a yearly cactus. We did make some oasis, ’cause it’s boring to use the poppers alone.
At that 6:09 p.m., I was like, “Perfect.” Got two poppers to share, and it’s Glenburgh ’98.
“That’s great!” At that 6:09 p.m., I was like, “Oh shit,” waiting on a phone lock screen. “6:09 p.m.” and “Let’s just do it,” at that 6:09 post meridiem.
The dusk was so beautiful. I wanted to take a moment to look out the window. It’s that kind of gloomy after-rain, it’s the bluest sky that hits the air.
Then you said that you’re hyper and verbally active. I’m here blaming my decision, but I just blamed the bed crack.
At that 6:09 p.m., I was like, “Oh boy!” Got two poppers to share, and it’s C4 Blue.
“That’s great, ’cause I want you all for my life.”
A vow only to make the session hotter, but have you ever seen somebody this hot?
This month of the year, I’m that man who bounces it good, then shoots like a rifle in the middle of the desert, where the air is spiraling.
I got nothing but my belief to shoot my shot at that 6:09 p.m.!
I wanna be yours for a lifetime. Maybe we can be something more than a transaction of liquid. I wanna be yours for a lifetime! Be yours for a lifetime!
We did everything just to reach the peak of 6:09 p.m.
Hey, do you think it’s hot? We tasted each other at… Six, zero, nine, post meridiem.
you don't just marry a person. you marry their ecosystem. their food. the temperature of their house. their sleep schedule. their friends.their family. their way of moving through the world
high paying jobs for women who have no work ethic and like to dillydally
Birders, 2019 (dir. Otilia Portillo Padua)
March 16th, 1935 Virginia Woolf, “A Writer’s Diary” (1918 - 1941)
Maladaptive deeply held belief: nobody could ever love me. Im going to die alone
Positive counterthought: maybe someone has an exceptionally rare form of mental illness that would cause them to make the grave mistake of wanting to fuck me