Proud of my bug bites.
Atleast they wanted to touch me
Leave no cigarette behind
I met a person once by asking for a cigarette.
Uh, or maybe we got on the topic of cigarettes.
But the second time I met that person they made a joke about me bumming cigarettes.
On the third real encounter
I felt inclined to ask for a cigarette as a way to continue the reoccurring joke.
I said it in joking way but secretly I meant it.
The person happened to be smoking their last cigarette.
Or so they say…😐
One never really knows when they’re being lied to.
That person walked into the bar to get a juice because she felt as if the temp outside was too humid.
She left her cigarette box behind and I peeked inside.
It was empty.
It’s crazy how sticking your dick in a certain something can make a baby human exit from that certain something 9 months later
"i know your heart is artificially sweet…"
NP: The Growlers in an alley b4 work
Criss Cross in the dark
My dad is back.
The last time I saw him I was 5.
He was lying in a hospital bed looking dead as fuck.
I mean, in reality he looked as if he was sleeping.
The nurse offered me apple juice and I didn’t know what was going on.
My dad had been shot in the head by our schizophrenic neighbor.
Stuart was dead.
But he’s back and I’m 23 now.
He hasn’t really aged. His beard is grey though.
He just made my mom cry right in front of the house she raised my brother and I in after his death.
He told her that he realized how to have sex with any lesbian.
I guess that’s not what she wanted to hear after 18 years of absence.
He thinks it’s funny.
He’s proud of his new skill too.
I’m afraid to be myself and show him who I’ve become while he was gone.
I want to make him laugh though.
I think I just did.
I can’t remember what I said though.
He’s a cool dude and we just shared a cigarette together.
I made fun of him for smoking Newport Menthols.
I remember when I had to fetch them for him when I was a child.
I loved doing that.
I don’t have a son to do that for me
so I fetch my own cigarettes.
I just woke up and my father was missing again.