Blow-up
April 30, 2008 – 9:39 ami’m a real woman
not some blow-up doll for you
so, go fuck yourself
by: D
i’m a real woman
not some blow-up doll for you
so, go fuck yourself
by: D
resonating strings
crisp, tender on red ears
different people, times
by: Giannelis
secret! we don’t touch
in public. no-one knows we’re
close. not even me
by: a.
i sobbed in the tub
while you were watching TV
obliviously
by: anonymous
At some point, I guess
I figured it’s not normal
The yelling, that is
by: *
There was an age gap
But more than that, I figure
You’re just too childish
by: *
Not in love unless in bed
Your empathy was broken
In love hurt me go
by: –
Your kisses are so
Eager, so sweet. I wonder:
Will I wreck you first?
by: a.
i hate that you just
went out and married her with
no apology
by: tinyservlets
Why do I still think
Of you, Irish boy? your warm
Smile and deep blue eyes
by: E