revelations / post orgasm /

****~peak of aftershocks 

i want to imagine ~~ a landscape, pubic hair, sweat, a mole 

only members of your fan club are aware of. even though 

he was such s**t, that was still kind of hot when 

batteries die i remember

catheters pedophiles the few deaths i know

flick joint click buzz on oh f**k i think 

that soft spot for white comedians is 

getting a little too real ~ 

i want them both to f**k me 

there is no censorship 

this is a declaration of pleasure

i want to be invested, of sound body

and mind no wrongful death among us

~~ stop it he’s not ~~ hot 

he’s  a  s o c i o p a t h ¡

i wonder ~~ oh wow, women.

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everyone means everything.

they took the bikes off the rack but

the bikes must still exist somewhere

oh god ~~~ i’m so fucken soft bro

~ i like the idea of hedonistic love ~

i like the skin and the scabs 

i like myself within the chaos 

i am the object of desire

i am the object of desire

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