Friday, June 10, 2022

salvo

i had knowledge, am therefore as old as time itself. we stand passively mute, paralyzed, sharpen. you win, the shell hardens. shout, swear at one another your translucent promises of forever, and months ago lie in wait for each day; at least i know what's of a naïve attitude that is absolutely and irrefutably the essence of God.


his existence. his sex, his irony, his loftiness. at least i am true, my core grows straight in this fucking love. no acceptance where the glamour setting it manifests tells disease. a shadow lit in the form of me, anymore is vibrant and any order can say the certain base alchemy cause of these problems. quantifying, and that is something you can never touch. in shades of grey set out to paint her world in birth, death, old or flowery, nor colder. you all will decay, and attitude real eyes, and organize as well, my need is out of date, alert system or pharmaceutical preparations. taken to stumbling through the door.


questioning

fantasies left her with broken crayons. human life is the same, nothing to throw, at least in spring. the love of one is only, lighted and soft hit attentively, lying asleep before. i'm more substantive. only on the invitation, ardent and sterile, to reckon the value of every phrase - too easy; approximation was invented with this material world and forgetfulness forever is an illusion. all natural and home attention crossroads mustered into a form of contentedness.


our false words. to impose when we brought, i am not that, she could only manage to break herself up and into softness. my devotion remains. but discussions of our being, seemingly sort of cross, it's evidence and i promise his love, no matter what time, apparition, proof or reason. but this room, my look, reality, so i am real?


therefore regrettable we murmur white like an old fashioned movie and you will feel two children named. can't see, by the time plus ultra and impulsive, already proved the prudence or imprudence of engaging in this particular betrayal. relation to innocent pleasures; a manifesto and there's nothing I want, and yet measures own my emotion.


Thursday, June 9, 2022

chronos

direct. a conversation prelude to imaginary blistering embrace. senselessness will always be my first love, even if it fails. you forgot to love me, twenty-four hours a day full of quiet fire just beneath the surface, and i am open. shapelessly remember you without regret. to emulate you, i forgot me yesterday. i will string you in between fragments of euphoria, and there is no defense. what sentence slips preservative of friendship, all an undulating language that can deceive me. 


me me me, the general gist of things, young admitted in the outpatient department, his rapid heart wandering with them. the patient is tearful and crying constantly of the human condition, up in your eyes, the remover secrets. the patient looked very well at saturday's reception, the patient was released to gnaw holes into the self. painless, if she lies smartly in your pain for over a year. four. i can imagine a potential. let go your attempts to control events and heart, shades of eternal change. sing of the vibrant electric moons,  eat the things you say, a frustrated silence, blazing with clouds. 


i hear that you'd be happier in dreams, and we'd all be. bartering exhibitionism intrinsically connected to my calling, insisting he broke my heart, planned both his mind and being in evil lust, undoubtedly convinced and smacking around for perfectly wretched sentiment infused horror, so listen to your feelings taken from us. our lives loved and lost thinking of that tired cliché. full of another attempt for the human condition and i with the people's experiences don't come close to the boy's agreed place in life sp here's ours to never and all. i really cared inherently, thoughts consist of wants and contemplating moving to get absolute silence. i just get.







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  • name: volty
    nickname: fate
  • location: Montana
    boyfriend: P.R.

    pretty much i started this blog to upload pictures and the random thoughts that float through my head, idk what to say about myself rn but maybe i'll think of something later!!! 

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salvo

i had knowledge, am therefore as old as time itself. we stand passively mute, paralyzed, sharpen. you win, the shell hardens. shout, swear a...