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Hot, Wet, and Sufferable

Category: Writing and Poetry

hot, wet, and sufferable, is that what we are destined to be? You shot me through the lungs so i could depend on yours. No matter the apologies you got what you needed and I needed when I got. I breathe through you just for you to infect my tract and blame it on me. Will you do better, can you do better? Is this just who you are, who you were rai » Continue Reading

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Something About That Summer Void

Category: Writing and Poetry

Long wet summers filled by the void of you. what am I without you the effect of years spent together never acknowledging what we were. My first and worst. Countless emotions to describe your not who you used to be talent is gone left by the sound hot wet and sufferable the best I can do is leave just to do the same elsewhere. The seasons never change » Continue Reading

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The Biggest Mistakes Will Follow You To The Grave

Category: Writing and Poetry

6/6/25 10:50pm There's a film around everything, it sits in the air thick and sour and it clogs my throat  » Continue Reading

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Feeling The Motions

Category: Writing and Poetry

5/30/25 10:20 pm  Sitting here doing nothing covered in sweat   I fell sticky and I smell like a cigarette » Continue Reading

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I Need you Like a Cigarette (poem)

Category: Writing and Poetry

I need you like a cigarette burning and sharp. I want to fill you like a cigarette entirely so deep that when I leave you can still feel me. I left my mark I've got all this tingling in my skull and but none in my fingers I need to feel you thinking just isn't enough I need you in my mouth your essence flowing through my veins and making my heart beat Your not like a drug, you are I know your bad ... » Continue Reading

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Grey

Category: Writing and Poetry

Am I the boy with no heart? I can't fall in love, I've yet to try but I assume that's not something that you need to try to do. I thought oh as soon as they start using my name in a sentence it's over. But it's not. Every time I imagine it it's grey. I want to be the smoke drifting off the curl of you lips but I can't stand the smell. I want to b » Continue Reading

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Duke of Misery (Duke Fangler) (Poetry??)

Category: Writing and Poetry

Sometimes I feel like an old dog, they always look so miserable for no reason apart from old age. They are treated well fed well, but they always look tortured.  Internal strife for no external reason. » Continue Reading

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My History With Music

Category: Writing and Poetry

I have always been surrounded by music, my parents almost always had something on, my mom was into soul and soul pop as I describe it (Alecia Keys, Ceelo Green) my dad listened to classic rock and 80's rock (he loves AC/DC) and he loves blues and it was almost always playing around my house growing up. As a kid I liked what ever my parents were p » Continue Reading

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I Have Every Right to be Miserable (Poetry)

Category: Writing and Poetry

Just counting my minutes until I can leave, do I just hate this place or is it something more. Day by day I feel like I am just doing things as a means to an end rather than for any type of enjoyment. Just getting the hard shit done so I can live easy, but I know it can never be that way. This will probably be as easy as it gets and I'm sitting h » Continue Reading

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I want a summer fling

Category: Writing and Poetry

I want a summer fling This is probably the worst way to have your first relationship, spending a month or two infatuated than spending the rest of your life apart or awkward friends. It will » Continue Reading

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Holding onto my bad Habits (Poetry)

Category: Writing and Poetry

Holding onto my bad Habits  I hold onto my bad habits because I fear I am loosing my self. What used to bring me so much joy is now mundane and nostalgic. Nostalgia should hit after so many years but it has only been a few months. Were you just a phase, I would hope I am better than that, Better than to just play with my toys and than throw them out. You deserve better than that, you were stable a... » Continue Reading

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The Scape Goat

Category: Writing and Poetry

I'll paint you a picture in shining light we can wish for their greater good while they hope for our death. Is all we will ever be chalked up to a wide spread moral panic? If I could do half of what they blame us for I could change the world. As more and more regulations are spewed out and degrade us even more we can only hope for happiness something handed to them just because they follow a norm ... » Continue Reading

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