a lick on the elbow for a piece of your mind

dust · 4mo

imagine your name in the textbooks of future generations. what would you be remembered for, beloved? how does the story go?

the first thought was a crime, images of torso on a stake and a head wrapped in rubber. second is the first man to turn into ground beef in space, so the next time something returns, it is either a natural scent or of his. you'd never tell. the first man to break his own shin if it means poking away a reptile in his lady's way some sunday morning's stroll.

yu · 3mo

dust · 4mo

missing you, sending kisses. (did you feel them?) take care of my heart that you carry with you. that you have whenever you're away. whenever.

no wonder these days it tickles in sleep. birds of a feather drop their seeds this way too?

yu · 3mo

aeris. · 4mo

you are my pride and joy. there are no words in existence that can truly amount to how lucky i am to have you in my life like this.

must have saved empires from eager fire in a previous life to have been sent you. either a death or a final warning, you're the rosary bead i hang off my tongue.

yu · 3mo

aeris. · 4mo

time is measured in time spent with you and time spent apart, and i'm missing you terribly right now. i miss you.

what if i eat one of your kidneys? this way you'll never be ever away, filtering what shouldn't dwell out through the pores

yu · 3mo

dust · 4mo

unoriginal content queen, are you proud of your own lack of imagination?

ever thought about coming up with your own vibe ?

you wanna drool on his cock so bad. see if you could come up with more words to pull out a giggle. tell me what this vibe of yours is you roll on. aren't we all here playing dress ups?

yu · 4mo

dust · 6mo

lovely yu. walk me through your day? tell me what it's like being you from sunrise to sundown.

there isn't much to imagine when it comes to days full of shrieking in the distance. hearing don't trip, you'll taste green in the knees. sometimes you wake up glad that it was, again, just sleep and not a curry eating god disdained at your sight. some days the morning chooses you, and it's is alright to catch arwanas. you know this by heart. if you're lucky you get notes tucked under an elbow. scrawls. you are pretty, i cannot wait to crawl inside. the sun goes down before you decide to give in, most days. something about the transition leaving behind a kind of pricking you'd rather not deal with. so you pass before it could first. everything else beyond is a memory not yours. would you like to spend a day together? see if you'd stay behind, too

yu · 6mo

dust · 7mo

i mean no harm, but enhypen are not allowed for nsfw roleplayers. i'm sorry if this comes off as rude or something, but i'm just letting you know so you're aware.

/ it's the first i'm hearing this, so thank you very much for the enlightenment. feels good to see writers looking after another.

yu · 7mo

dust · 9mo

who's your favorite genshin character? 🤔

the father who stepped up. unfeeling, loved nonetheless. towering nonetheless. spiders do eat cake these days

yu · 7mo

dust · 9mo

share with us your favorite book, please.

posthumous memoirs of bras cubas by machado de assis. makes aftermemories feel like mere flitting fever dreams. you're a worm, mother gaia looks down like you're a silly thing

yu · 7mo

dust · 8mo

another movie? seen this one four times the least i could recall.

then perhaps the help, by tate taylor. something about rewatching this these days.

yu · 7mo

dust · 9mo

ever been in the backrooms?

heard it's piss yellow, heard you smell moss on boards you carry under a pit. hold a wrist of mine and see what's back there one of these days? if we're lucky we get to stay.

yu · 8mo

dust · 9mo

is it okay to confess that i fail to understand your verses (tweets) sometimes? take that as you will, but it's more of a praise

give it a few tomorrows for the purpose of understanding what it begins to mean, now or at the time, or why they were there at all & neither of us will be the one to remember. thank you, for this thought at all.

yu · 8mo

dust · 8mo

suggest me a movie.

the favourite by yorgos lanthimos.

yu · 8mo

dust · 10mo

what do you eat to survive?

coke. coke and milk, lots of it despite being against each other. beef sausages. a couple of shillings to last a meager week. stack them in the right angle you'd forget you're hungry in the first place.

yu · 10mo

dust · 10mo

me, the bunny—is she counted as ‘anything sweet’?

anything? if at all she's one of the few sweet things on the tongue these days, buds have been stale and sparse. come around often, he could use more acid.