Listen, sex? Overrated. Reading books and enjoying comfortable silence in each other's presence? Pog.
What can I say? I'm ace.
I mean sex is okay (I wouldn't personally know) but have you ever had someone lay their head on your lap as you stroke their hair and make them feel relaxed and safe? That's what I thought, I rest my case.
Ever smelt the old pages of a loved and worn book? Ever smelt the pages of a new book? Better than sex.
Speaking of scents, what do you think I smell like? Whatever your thinking it's wrong, I smell of vanilla. It's my favourite scent - it's calming and I enjoy being associated with the scent because people usually think "pure" or "delicate" when they think of the scent. You may be wondering "loverboy why be associated with something not 'manly'" well dear reader, there is more to life than stereotypes built into you by the capitalist market in order to sell the exact same thing but a different colour and for twice the amount. Personally I don't get common insults - take "pretty boy" for example, why should that be an insult? Please do call me pretty boy, tell me I'm the prettiest boy you've ever seen.
The sun kissed your cheeks and you don't question the sun burns, caught up in its fire. But do not be foolish, the sun cares not for you, only your delightfully cold heart.
On another note, I think the stress is slowly getting to me. Yesterday a tree branch was tapping on the window of the bus next to my seat, so I took my headphones off and I had to stop myself asking aloud "are you okay? What do you want?". And earlier I felt the urge to give a Bush my hoodie because it was cold.
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The woes of a Modern Day Sappho
SpiritualWoes from thou, a book about yours truly and the documents of life's ups and down: the experience from someone broken and lost with a memory to assist. I suffer from many hardships: mental, physical and emotional. I have poor health and many mental...
