Category: the big blue bag of little red flags

  • Heel Turn

    she said hey, lets be friends. then i never heard from her again. sometimes the beginning is the end. we’re all wicked and it just depends on when.

  • Claudia put your claws away

    Claudia put your claws away You got a dull bladeCuz look at your faceYou got a dull bladeCuz look at your face Im sorry that the worldHas driven you madI know its sad but its not my faultBut girl i dont wish you good or bad Cuz to me we never met at allThis earth…

  • SO GLAD I WRITE GREATLY NOW THAT SHE HATES ME

    I have a strange brain.That arranges pain upon a blank plainI have a deranged ragedeciphering life with a pen of painI thank who ever made this rainOf ink that stains pages for days Poetry rizingBeyond the horizonsAlways perfect timingWhen im dying from crying Poetry you real my mindAnd bind our love to art in endless…

  • Play

    To be a muse, is to be studied, with no judgements, and to be loved, with no conditions, and to be made immortal in timeless expression.

  • HES A POET, ARE YOU CRAZY?

    She loved me immediatelyin a flash like lightning it was exciting how much she liked me she loved me totallyexcessively obssessed completely Truely with passionLike a maniac She loved me like asynaptic anamoly,with symptomsof precognitivedissociativenueroticemotionalentanglement, She loved me likea sexually deviantdissonant devotee, a borderline schizophenicPyromaniac projectinga psychedelic Kaliedascopeof colorful carnal karma, a delusional fantasyflirting with…

  • FUR REAL?

    she crawls up onme when im sleepingand i wakewith pussyspread all over my face so anyway, i feed hercuz reallythats all she wantssoi feed her tillshe cant eattill she cant takeanother mouthful i stuff that pussyi stuff that pussy good watch the pussy spead the pussyclean the pussy lick the pussypussy licken pussy god i…

  • DESERVED THESE WORDS I EARNED WITH EVERY BURN

    People think I write, to connectfor respector to impress But that’s not truei write to survive being aloneI write love poems to people who don’t deserve themso when they goi know i deserved better Love poems weed out the dead Now if you want to get laid,You perform, and ignore people It’s the ignoring everyone…

  • I NEED TO KEEP IT. COOL.

    Hi Youre so hot its amazingGloriously Gorgeous As Fiery and Fineas the flickering flames ofA fantastic inferno Sexy as hell For real, its like it hurtsExquisitelyBurns you knowLike holy heat You are Like, literally,the most beautiful personIve ever seenIn all my lives youre body is like a blue printDN-A plus and youre face makes me…

  • LOOMING
    UNTIL YOU CONSUME ME

    Its almost horribleYoure so cuteDead ass adorablei am doomed

  • FATE OR FAKE

    Shes sighing “is he lying? Like i am?”