downriver from the kalamazoo prison graveyard
Idolatry of the body (celibate soul), of sex, no real love! sometimes the lights go out Hopeless romanticism is the last vestige of love in the world. for a young man to single himself out as a believer in beauty and love, to earnestly wish for a family, this is genuinely radical. love me forContinue reading “downriver from the kalamazoo prison graveyard”
you missed my heart, you stupid fucking bitch
when you ignore me I die when you hang on to my every word i die when you tell me you love me i die when a man is drunk he dies when a man is in love he dies when you give me that look i die
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