Friday, June 25, 2010

Naked? At a time like this?

I had sex today. Post-war sex. It was very strange. I guess that is putting it lightly. It was like trying to find a needle in a haystack. It was very contrived, weird, and other adjectives you hope to never use when describing the activity at hand. I don't know, maybe i'm numb, my hormones out of whack. It makes sense in retrospect. I really want to listen to old fall out boy but one of my neighbors friends is outside on his porch and he's quite cute. Don't wanna damage my impeccable rep for good music. Anyway, I've settled on Say anything. Okay back to what is currently weighing on my mind. Ah, sex. Waited longer than all of my peers, dived in head first. I never came up for air. It's too much. I don't want it. I want my innocence back tied in a bright red bow. They can have it all. My stories, my memory. I don't give a fuck about curiosity now that i've seen the far less greener grass on the other side. Curiosity did kill the cat after all. Meow?

Sunday, June 6, 2010

Endless, repetitive. Falsehoods. I keep turning this music higher to drown out their vocal chords. I am a corpse typing. The motions derived from puppeteer's hands.