I lie in bed at night, and I dream.
You’re making me feel sorry for you, when all I wanted to do was feel sorry for myself.
At 16 I was entirely focused on fantasy novels and masturbating, and look how good I turned out.
Sex engorge in a tittle wordplay.
What’s Elvish for “danish”?
Send me all your beautiful.
There are times in life when the only answer is the voice of Michael Stipe. Now is one such time.
Because of Hitler, no one names their child “Adolf” anymore. But think of the damage Gollum did to the fine Hobbit name “Sméagol.” One finger-eating creepo and a good name’s ruined forever.
While you sleep I dream of poetry.