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[lureal]

Since our schedules have been so shitty these days and is keeping us from seeing each other much at all, I actually got myself this to bring along wherever I go as a reminder of you:

I may or may not have drooled on it while sleeping with it already though… Anyway! I also wanted to give you this:

It makes a cute noise when you poke its stomach just how I’ll squirm and yelp if you ever poke mine—

Carry it everywhere you go okay!!

I just miss you so much, you idiot.

[sweetxxth]

You can take anything that's not selling well and repackage it in bright red and it will sell better.

People Like Us

[sweetxxth]

I have studied the tight curls on the back of your neck moving away from me beyond anger or failure your face in the evening schools of longing through mornings of wish and ripen we were always saying goodbye in the blood in the bone over coffee before dashing for elevators going in opposite directions without goodbyes. Do not remember me as a bridge nor a roof as the maker of legends nor as a trap door to that world where black and white clericals hang on the edge of beauty in five oclock elevators twitching their shoulders to avoid other flesh and now there is someone to speak for them moving away from me into tomorrows morning of wish and ripen your goodbye is a promise of lightning in the last angels hand unwelcome and warning the sands have run out against us we were rewarded by journeys away from each other into desire into mornings alone where excuse and endurance mingle conceiving decision. Do not remember me as disaster nor as the keeper of secrets I am a fellow rider in the cattle cars watching you move slowly out of my bed saying we cannot waste time only ourselves.

Movement Song, Audre Lorde

[sweetxxth]

He that cannot forgive others breaks the bridge over which he must pass himself; for every man has need to be forgiven.

Thomas Fuller

[sweetxxth]

Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance... Romance is tempestuous. Love is calm.

Oscar Wilde

[sweetxxth]

You can always count on a murderer for a fancy prose style.

Vladimir Nabokov, Lolita

[sweetxxth]

“It's not given to people to judge what's right or wrong. People have eternally been mistaken and will be mistaken, and in nothing more than in what they consider right and wrong.”

Leo Tolstoy, War and Peace