.i dont like being told not to do it. i dont like it when its fucking thrown at me like a question and i lose everything. fuck them all for asking why i want hand in hand with you. fuck them all for even wondering where they fit into this. because they don.t. it.s a place (an illogical landscape) just a mountain and a sea. you understand. the box opens here. no words anymore just eye. mouth. tongue. revolution me with each fucking limb is what you do. and now, with my thick throat and yr short legs, i just need to say:

.i can.t describe that way she.s dressed.

.but i can tell you how it felt between her teeth.

.you understand.