On wings of integrity: He's a slut, he's a hoe, he's a freak. Got a different girl everyday of the week.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

He's a slut, he's a hoe, he's a freak. Got a different girl everyday of the week.

The moment I'm happy with certain things, the moment I have learnt to relax, Reality; and at it's most raw worst, slaps you in the face.
I really need to learn to stop doing that.
To stop expecting the worse the very moment things seem to be going good, because then, when you get hit with the, you won't get knocked out.
Truthfully, the worse has done more than a slap me right in the face, honestly I've been beaten by a motherfukcing crowbar....
And trust me, the scars and the bruises and the trauma are starting to reveal themselves.
Oh no!

"You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for"

Richard Siken