I'm in college again. This time to get my bachelor's degree. You know, finish what I started all those years ago when I was an eager young high school graduate with big dreams of becoming an engineer. A lot has changed since I started this blog. I discovered words and vocabulary to explain what was going on with me gender-wise. I now prefer the pronouns "they/them/their/themself" in the singular. If you don't agree with "they/them" in the singular you can kindly fuck off. Thanks. Or google it. There's tons of articles and blogs written by English majors and grammarians to tell you how it is actually been used in the English language for centuries. Thank you.
And on to the next thing.
I forgot this blog existed. I got most of my thoughts out in a journal I keep by my bedside. I haven't really thought about anything to write in a long time. But tonight I feel like writing horrible poetry. Prepare yourself.
I long for the night when I
can finally do i
t
dig deep in my flesh
with the shiny knife
watch the blood
like I watched yours
that night
I fucked things up
I'm sorry
I had a panic attack
you fucker
the water mixed with your blood
I saw it all that night
I saw it all
and
one night
it'll be mine
Thursday, January 22, 2015
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