Cherished Misery, Inc.: No, I am not a lesbo

Thursday, February 15, 2007

No, I am not a lesbo

I'm not...I like boys...it is a curse but its true.

I like penis, but only if I like who is attached to it b/c truthfully, they all look silly...as do clams in general so its a genderless thing...

I like to look at girls but the thought of making out with one...doesnt stir my loins into a frenzy
at all...in fact the thought of necking with a girl weirds me the fuck out...but I like watching 2 cute boys make out...Ohhh yeahhhhhh

not that theres anything wrong with liking girls if u are a girl...i just dont.

The End

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My Beloved Henry Rollins

"Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such life saving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have."