May 2012
16 posts
casey is not getting better. i need to move out of this house before too much longer.
thinking about moving in with india.
my baby.
April 2012
53 posts
i don’t want to monopolize her, and i don’t want to dominate her, and i just want her to be herself and to be natural, and i just want her to be free, so i am careful with my heart and i am careful not to be too insecure or too attached, but if those things weren’t a concern, i would want to be with her 24/7.
“REAL ARTISTS SHIP.”
india came on a white horse. she descended from a castle in the clouds. she slayed dragons and she bears my cross. she is fighting for love. she is fighting for freedom. her laughter is like the peals of bells in the robes of a wise lama. she has glowing hazel eyes. she has the softest, most yielding kiss. she touches so gently. she’s a tiny black angel dancing on the head of a pin. i still...
she belongs to me.
i said, “i’ll think of you”
“i bet you will,” she grinned
cherub
india is in my hair. india is in my beard. india is in my clothes. we spent the entire day in bed. there was a psychic experience. we purred and murmured our approval. i haven’t felt so slick in years. i’m keepin’ her. i wanna crush her body into mine until the lines between us blur and we fuse and become one. i kept falling asleep that way today and having strange dreams. i...
what if she disappears?
india
how happy i am.
i bought that woman flowers, but it turned out that she is not a woman and is instead a ghost. if you want to know the truth, since you asked, i’ll tell you: we never kissed. not even once. “let this be a lesson.” it’s not one i’ll soon forget. do you think we were very cruel to each other, you and i? let me tell you, we were very lucky. we are very lucky.
spotify has all the songs to remind me how it felt to be loved.