Loving Someone with Borderline Personality Disorder instructs you to maintain boundaries

I felt really supported and loved when Chelsea cut her bangs too.

“We should be making deals,” Chloe said.

“Healthy competition,” I said.

“I don’t have any Twitter followers,” I said

hella errands before dark / hella bros still on the clock

That night, I spent hours scrolling reels on Instagram. I stopped to watch a monkey on skis.

I must have turned bright red as I watched him spin, dance and sing.

A ground spinner in the shape of Saturn which promises its rings are sexier than all the emperor’s concubines combined, than all of your wishes fulfilled. Poppers and fountains. I think my boss’s daughter groomed me. Rich kid calling in the help to get on his knees and pleasure his betters.

I asked him to bring me some nachos from the mini mart he worked at. We had rebound sex on my futon.

Amazing fucking Grace, 

tell them 

how you’re production 

and I’m consumption

and how we mess around 

with gender roles 

Every morning I’d wake up, walk to Target and take a hangover dump in their nice clean bathroom

Now when I see someone hurting, from the loss of a lover, I never say, “You’ll get over it.”

Rawdogging reality
isn’t for the faint of heart

I couldn’t help but wonder if I was just feeling bad for myself. She was alive. We’re all so strange. It really breaks my heart sometimes. Marisol wanted a young man’s cock. I wanted to give her rose petals. Oh, how full of shit I was.

She wanted to go under beautifully, before decomposition

Forgive yourself, as there is no other option but to forgive yourself.

I’d love to keep her locked away in legends, but she walks and grows among us.

The gigolos texted me back while my mom and I watched Zootopia 2

Lie here with me, if only for a while.

then
the eagle is healed

It is warm in the theatre. The chair is comfortable. The trailers ended and most of the films looked good. A Coca Cola ad begins playing, which is the second to last thing they show before the movie.