Elephants

Live in my roof.

I’m awake at 0230 because of the elephants.

Stomping.

Weed smoking aka drug dealing.

I live in a thin walled building.

I hear at least two elephants.

Trumpets.

Good night

She talks so damm much.

Ssh!

My boobs are better.

It’s True

I’m here for you and only you.

People

I’m one of the 7 billion + amazing lives.

I’m for the people.

About the people.

Let’s write all through the night.

Fuck It

My back is stiff.

Arms are sore.

Erased you from my memory.

Haha!

It never happened.

Who are you?

Stop it.

You awful titled person.

Your status means fuck all to me.

In this realm you don’t exist.

YouTube

I once ?

Did absolutely nothing.

No idea what I’m even typing.

Don’t read this shit.

Imma call the police.

DAMM

I’ve got an empty bottle.

More wine in the fridge but that’s like in the kitchen.

Call the authorities!

I never watched your channel – I followed the bean.

Jack is on my ass.

Fucking giants on the gram.

Is my fridge still open?

Fuck it! The food can fade to off mode.

The wine will stay in place.

YouTube.

Ah! Fuck it.

I am Ironman.

Ted Hughes gave birth to…

Woof

Went my pussy.

It’s unshaven and looks wild.

I heard it roar but if you’re saying it barked, then…

Swaying

I’m in bed.

God texted my phone.

Nah, I never believed it either.

He’s still on Mars.

Alex bit my flat ass.

I’m totally flying with the geeks.

Anti

Social.

Stop following.

Ah! But now I owe you my attention.

I’m not available.

I’m have no internet access.

I reside in a rural area.

I don’t know anyone.

My internet is down.

I Missed that Moment

In bed.

Hot feet.

Loves dead. My love got you blinded.

Loves dead. Wine has our bonds subsided *makes no sense

Makes sense to Unique.

Ah! Indulgence on love life. I’m dreaming.

Wine.

For Unique.

For life.

Oh. You talk back?

I don’t wanna hear you.

On my Lips

Cheap wine.

Your juices.

Your lips.

I love you, too.

Sitting on your face is exhilarating.

Oh!

Oh. I saw you naked.

I snapped every second.

Your body is forever imprinted on my mind.

My mind.

Imprinted your body.

Oh!

Crispy

Crispy croaked on coke.

Don’t do drugs!

My Heart

Buzzed around during our third kiss.

It was all an act for you, my dream of lust and bliss.

I Called You Baby

I called you baby.

Do you remember that?

I called you baby, wearing a top hat.

Baby, get out of the corner.

Right Now

Right now I’m drinking from a tiny bottle of wine.

I have a lot on my mind.

People draining me daily, all the time.

My life is a life that is alive only sometimes.

This wine beams through me, deep through the darkness of my mind.

I call out for you! I call out for you.

Where are you? It’s late. Never on time.

Debating on life is a crime unfiltered.

I call out for you. Notifications remain muted.

The bait went stale.

Click. Click.

I’m exhausted, I miss aspects of interactions.

Reactions are volatile.

Because you always overreact – like an over sensitive weak human. Bitterness intact.

I probably shouldn’t be on my blog.

I probably should type out so many subliminals. I do. Oh! I do.

With the tiny bottle of wine, I salute you, you, you and you.

Love me, Love me Not.

The bright hue of Scarlett.

The warm scent of new.

The heavyweight of sorrow.

The belief of love renewed.

The reality of intention and deception.

The thoughts so dark and grey.

The scope of fame and fortune, with clickbait, added each day.

The whores attitude of your attitude towards my existence.

The ego you blow up and in my space, the knife stabbed through to mitigate it.

The blue blocks of builds hiding the levels of coerced promotions.

The white lines of the show you glamorise as actualisation.

The whisky you take straight on a Tuesday afternoon.

The roar from my heart at the sign of a new moon.

The rust from your mindset as it’s set in its ways.

Love me, love me not I don’t care anymore, anyway.

Word: Hurt

verb

1. cause pain or injury to.”Ow! You’re hurting me!”

Word: Gaslight

verbgerund or present participle: gaslighting

manipulate (someone) by psychological means into doubting their own sanity.

Word: Exhausted

adjective

1. very tired.”she returned home, exhausted from work”