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Deep thoughts from an idiot
Pinned
I’m not TSK and I’ve never even heard of him so don’t ask
Sometimes when I’m jerking off I cheat on my fantasy and start thinking about what groceries I need to buy later
December 4, 2025 at 9:15 PM
First date idea: we swap genders
December 4, 2025 at 5:24 PM
Beg your pardon? I’m grown I ain’t begging for shit
December 4, 2025 at 2:22 PM
I’m a lot like Jazz, I’m all over the place and most people don’t really listen to me
December 3, 2025 at 10:20 PM
The key to being likable is to put yourself down and be accessible but I’m an idiot and I can’t even do that
December 1, 2024 at 2:13 PM
I am behind the curve of the stories
They dance in my head
Sometimes bits and pieces spill out into whatever small thing I am writing
December 1, 2024 at 1:43 PM
I’m telling the truth when I say I am a liar
December 1, 2024 at 1:14 PM
I only come out at night. I realize the implications of this.
November 30, 2024 at 11:34 PM
I made a suicide girl
Contemplate life
Heroin and sex
Was the first date night
Too bad we both hated the sober me
She spilt her tattoos onto my skin
Only gave a fuck when she was over me
A heart was not the shape we were in
November 30, 2024 at 3:29 AM
She watched me shower
I didn’t mind
She wanted badly to get in with me
Into the warmth
The smoothness of two bodies
But she couldn’t
“Too soon”, she said
I washed my hair
She peeked over the door
I washed my body
I heard her sigh
November 30, 2024 at 3:21 AM
She’s scared of her own shadow
I hold her anywhere I can
Anytime I can
We lay there in silence
Thinking of beautiful things to say
November 30, 2024 at 3:18 AM
Foolish ghouls
Ghosts exchanging hosts
Sinister serenades of conflict
Evicting the yearning to exist
Dancing in bliss
November 30, 2024 at 3:16 AM
This is now a poetry only page
November 30, 2024 at 1:40 AM
Every choice we make is death
Kill your darlings
And while you’re at it, your ego
Die to the world
For yourself
For all
November 29, 2024 at 5:04 PM
We’re all capable of murder just some of us are fond of it as well
November 29, 2024 at 4:01 PM
The key to liking your own writing is to forget what you wrote
November 29, 2024 at 3:00 PM
She's always been confused
About where she wants to be
When she feels used
It brings a comfort you can't see
We're the same person inside
She is attracted to what I hide
I love her like a song in my head
I love her like the wrong side of the bed
November 29, 2024 at 2:58 PM
She treats me like worn shoes
Walks all over me in the pattern of a heart
I'm tired of trying to find the clues
I'm just not that smart
November 29, 2024 at 2:57 PM
I write sad poetry for myself
The way old men eat antacids
Even if it’s not what i need
I bust it out regularly
As a sort of comfort
Because life gets spicy
Regularly
And I can’t handle it
Without some comfort
Preferably chewable
November 29, 2024 at 4:30 AM
I’m drinking. Ask me anything
November 29, 2024 at 2:49 AM
Don’t sleep on napping
November 29, 2024 at 2:48 AM
It’s so quiet on Bluesky I can hear myself think
November 29, 2024 at 1:28 AM
I have achieved the impossible. I had one plate and kept the portions small enough not be over full. Please clap.
November 28, 2024 at 11:18 PM
Maybe instead of making the Macy Day parade 50 small concerts they should just focus on making one good parade
November 28, 2024 at 7:19 PM
I like Thanksgiving because it really highlights America’s obsession with food. Nothing like grown men talking about a dead bird like it’s the cure to their depression and can fix their marriage.
November 28, 2024 at 4:44 PM