I’m not really here yet this is really happening

The older i grow. The less I feel I belong in my skin. The feeling of wandering to and fro inside this vessel depreciates the value of certain life experiences.   The idea of living somewhere you know isn’t home. It finds me late at night, cold and, desperate. I think back to the home I grew […]

Complete invasion

I can’t sleep. My eyelids feel like a 90 year old mans fucking erection, low and, unmoved. But, I can’t sleep. The TV is rambling on about how sex changed the world. I’m envious that my penis has produced nothing as of yet that has been history making. The TV tells me about brothels and, […]