Sexuality is beautiful It's the blossom of life Painted deep beneath the trees Stretching down past The roots of our ancestors But it's not in me Not in my mind, at least It's embedded in my bones I breathe it and I sleep with it But it does not haunt my dreams Even when I'm touched My mind remains wholly detached Lost in my thoughts Safe and locked inside my skull
Tumblr taught me lots of stuff like how to call out someone's bluff, how bones break from CPR, and what exactly bronies are. But deep inside that rabbit hole, I hit upon some solid gold. I live in a small town you see, and I thought things were wrong with me. But in my dark blue dashboard space, I found there was a thing called "ace". I had a 5-hour googling spree, and I found that this name suited me.
i mean, how i found out about my sexuality was definitely ****** up. this is just a cute little poem of self-discovery
He tried to remember what they looked like as he saw Where her nails had sunken deep into the comforter And where his sweat had flattened the sheets. And felt ***** just for looking, Afraid that their memories could see him in the empty room.
How ******* dare they Indulge in each other when all it becomes Is a mess for someone else to notice? Selfish, entitled, lucky *******.
And he was ashamed Because he was happy that he noticed what they did And because he felt like he was there. Something so **** about imaginary inclusion. Is that what they wanted?
Changing the bedding felt like desecration, Like tearing down the set of a Broadway play. The show was for him, The show was for the other, Who taught them how to act?
It hurts to think About their hollow bodies Mashing together. They’re fake-*** moans that the other customers probably complained about to their silent spouses.
It hurts to think That they whispered the moment away In their insecurities and in-the-moment-living. Jesus, all for nothing.
And he started to cry, Thinking about the heat that filled the room. Letting his heaves mirror their motion, and Then left, Their passion still damp.