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I want reading a poem to be a bit like risky sex, the kind when, after X leaves, I turn on the bright bedroom light to check for choke marks. But the choking felt so good. The risk of damage, of unknown mild internal injury, is the joy.

I like to press the audience against the wall, and to feel that pressure.

On Contempt: I Want to Be Liked by Randal Mann

[vvaerae]

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[vvaerae]

that is a mask for your suffering, do not like to me with ur :3 face, wench

[vvaerae]

You may be in her dms but she lured me into her ancient woods where I am now cursed to wander till the end of days

[vvaerae]

Honey what’s wrong? You’ve barley touched your car crashes to fall asleep to compilation 129

[vvaerae]

girlhood is all fun and games till ur drinking old fashioned and taking benzos by urself at 8pm

[vvaerae]

thinking how ajj can have me in my feelings when I sing along to the line "cock knocked all in the dirt"

[vvaerae]

there's a quiet tragedy in knowing when people think of girls, they don't think of people like you