click click i'd shoot the girls dead before i joined them. a tiring farce of clicks and snaps and dings and double taps. "to be a woman is to perform" » Continue Reading
imminent dichotomy i'm constantly in anticipation of pleasure and demise imminent. thoughts of pleasure encourage me to break into each new day but when each day arrives, demise tells me of the foolishness i nurture by doing so. » Continue Reading
revolution infinite i am ever new; i exist in a constant state of transformation. although a single second passed is reflective of imperceptible alteration, it serves as a period of fathomless internal revolution. » Continue Reading
my own filth is beautiful savouring my suffering, wallowing in self pity, constructing narratives in which i alone have been wronged, revelling in my perverted fantasies. i am broken. i am used. but there is a charm to being worn in and tired. my own filth is beautiful. » Continue Reading
untitled i'd like to surrender my mind to the forces that pull the strings of the dolls that are the mechanisms of my life but that would mean to hand my mind back to myself. » Continue Reading