yeah all the boys had a thing for me

2-22-10 i wrote this a while back and only today did i decide to publish the post. strange.


In the past three nights, each night was reserved for a dream of one of you.

The first was a reality I knew too well. You were standing in front of me, with your sweet eyes looking away. Your smile was sweeping those simple girls up into some dream that one day you'll take them home to meet your mother. When no one was looking we'd laugh and tell each other stories of when we were little kids and what we used to be afraid of. Like the dark, those clowns in that one movie, the dentist. We admitted to each other that sadly we still felt like those little kids. We just didn't know what to do with each other. When no one was looking we'd tell each other stories of all the bad things we've done in our life and who's hearts we had broken. You planned your life with security. I dreamt my life with sadness.
I would like to have your warm tongue.

The second night I dreamt I woke up from a dream and your face was lying in my neck and you heavy breath sticking to my neck. You were on my left side and your eyes were closed in some days of what we could call love. In this dream we didn't talk, like how we do when are awake together. I felt your body against me down to my ankle. And the sheets were white and it was cold and bright. And your warm tan skin was against my brown skin. And you were going away like you actually are in life. As they all do go, except yours is a bit different. You'll go and you'll kill and that will kill the little of you that was left that I loved dearly. I would like your kiss one more time.

And the last was the saddest. I dreamt of the oldest love story my infant body has known.
I had seen you briefly like I have in these past months. And somehow I didnt feel your sad soul close to me like I used to. I jumped into a pool of sadness, my clothes disintegrated and I was left floating naked, my straight pressed hair curling back to its ways. And you asked if I was kay in a polite manner that wasnt really concern. And then told me the pool was going to be used for something else now. So i climbed my way out, trying to ignore my embarrassing nudity. You politely asking if i needed a ride home. I said no, it was fine. And you jumped into that pool with no problem at all and swam away so gracefully. I would like to have your heart breaking for mine once again.

The bite mark on my arm is slowly fading.
The color I wish would never fade is asking for more and more.
To have your lips kissing mine.
Your eyelashes on my cheek.
your hand grabbing my ass.
The sadness lies not in our moments of touching and my wet tongue sliding down your neck.
but in your lies that smell like truth off your breath, when youre holding me.
I hide from the lights of cars passing by, lying on your chest.
But now my paranoia has set in again. while youre fucking someone else
and holding someone else the same way.
loneliness is such a tragic trait for such a beautiful boy such as you.

you were reeeeeeeeeeeeeeepoterted as a lover of all assaults of all worries,>
forget about the money. forget about the weed.
i think about this all the time and i worry i will fuck you in the Early morning with some sick sorry sadness THAT i will contort into some sad madness that is called insanity.

come tell me i shouldn't worry about what will come out of your mouth.
this is the sickness that is lingering in the sad holes of my brain,
i have loved you sadly forever.

i dont know what made me come back and look at this.

but i have no emotional connection to any of it right now, im not hurt about any of the things that i used to be or scared of the things i was scared of. there is a lack of caring on my part. maybe i would even call it numbness.

i have this theory that in the future everyone will be even more vain but loving of everyone. and it'll be like one big orgy with glitter and mirrors.

and everyone will be gay and there will be beautiful women and flamboyant men. and sex between a man and a woman will only be necessary to keep the human race alive.

adieu

i think im done with this for now.

a lot of what ive written on here were bad thoughts and feelings.
good memories, also!

but lots is changing, so i might as well change things here.

http://www.piale.tumblr.com/

i started this a while back but never really got it started.
this will be much lighter, i hope.
for i feel good times coming!

maybe i'll post here if i feel the need to....

god has a voice, she speaks through me

Sisters of the water,
absence of the fire.
Heal our illnesses.