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I Can't Wait6

Sex was too stiff and I’m still lying on the bed naked and Alison grabs a tanktop, a leather jacket and ripped jeans, putting on her boots, not saying anything, the cigarette noises and the lighter say everything. She sits on the edge of the bed, eying me between the legs, I’m not turned on any more and I’m quite moist about everywhere, even if it was crap.

She lets me inhale from her cigarette and I close my eyes as her fingers go through my hair. I let Alison kiss me and I kiss her back just as passionately, my tongue blending with hers and I pull her on top of me.

“I’m going on a date with Mr. Hince.” Both of our eyes are closed and she leaves the room, to which I just bring the covers around my entire body, feeling too weak to compete so I just end up crying, not just because of the crap sex and Alison taking the last cigarettes. I find my boxers and my lip is still trembling, I start dressing up and I feel like taking any job, my younger sister bringing teddy bears from build-a-bear lately makes me wonder if I could get her a discount.

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Untitled 5Silence Seems To Feed Us 11

I look at Alison scribbling on magazines, her jeans quite low waisted.

Supposedly men don’t please women, I close my eyes and lick the waist, putting my hands in front of her sweater, unbuttoning it and Alison just stood shocked. I didn’t want to fuck her, I wanted to give a woman pleasure, with Brian in my head, tangling in his own heels to be kicked out of society. I don’t think there is anything wrong with me or Brian.

I don’t look at Alison.

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Close

“She wasn’t that much of a pretty woman, was she?” And I light a cigarette, as Jamie’s head is in my lap.

“Fuck no.” As he looks at me the eyes covered by shades and licks his ice cream, the park covered in bonfire smoke. Jamie’s smoke matches the rest of the bonfire smoke after a while as he watches it and takes out a gun to press it against my forehead, I grab his hand, pulling the gun down, but he keeps it straight on my forehead.

He fires, the gun pulled a bit away, the serious face still held and bubbles come out of it. And then he laughs and I pull his cigarette away from him, as he hands out some candy in a paper bag and I take a few, shielding my eyes from the sun.

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Dagger In My Head4

“Sometimes I wonder if I’m not a lesbian. But then…” Kate is smoking besides me, we’re both naked, two women, we could be in a painting. “I remember during sex, what makes me orgasm. Sometimes I wonder if women with men can orgasm.”

“Then why are you with a man?” I ask her.

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Fiji5

I love you so much that sometimes I don’t know how to express it.

We don’t stop kissing and I can’t help but put my hand lower and I start stroking Jamie as he starts rubbing my clit, sometimes I think we are insane.

We both come and Jamie keeps biting my neck as he comes and I keep gasping, pressing his hand harder with my own.

“We can get a morning after pill. True, twenty five quid, but fuck, we need to buy condoms anyway.” And Jamie laughs and I just sit besides him, stroking his chest with my fingers as he nuzzles my hair. Nothing comes to mind, just sitting on his lap and then I have an urge to draw and I ask Jamie if he has pencils and paper.

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Untitled 5Silence Seems To Feed Us 11

I feel tired and I can see how melancholic people get and once you listen to them you actually wonder if life is really that boring. It’s like people trying to get drunk at fourteen, knowing which bars in Camden let underage people drink.

When I was a kid I’d get traumatized when people would call me ugly or last time my mother was over she called me impossible and wondered how I am alive in my mess of a room and that troubled me, just as if I was back in high school with someone trying to pick a fight, in university it was easier as everyone was just as queer with Brian Molko walking around in heels.

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Sometimes, I think I am the sin, just like when Brian was saying that he wouldn’t be let near any baby in order to corrupt them and I am the target, obviously if I get a child, I won’t care who the child fucks, it will be about the fact that I have a child.

I look at Alison scribbling on magazines, her jeans quite low waisted.

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