Today I sat at home from 4:00 to 6:00
I didn’t speak
I didn’t stare at anything in particular
I ate pretzels
I talked to my cat
I cleaned her poop
Sometimes I cry at the wall just because I want to see if I can
I hate unintentional deepness
Reading is boring unless I get to pick the book
Today, I went into the bathroom just to stare at myself in the mirror
I was bored
Why is this here
what am I doing
Yesterday I ate a chinese food
I don’t like eating chinese food
Somewhere, someone is laughing at a pun
Puns are not funny
I wish I was fat
I wish boys liked me
I hate boys
Sometimes, I wish someone would have sex with me, just so I could understand what it feels like the first time
I want my first time to be with a complete stranger
I’m into long walks by myself
why do people assume that silence equals sadness
maybe I just don’t feel like opening my God damn mouth
I googled cats ice skating today and was very disappointed
im the only out junior in my grade
I don’t know how I feel about that
I’m forcing myself to smile right now.
My face is very droopy
sometimes I look at someone, and they think that I’m judging them.
It’s just the way my face looks.
wrong blog
Buttsex. Support it.
Not that anyone is paying attention.
Geoff had a penis the size of Texas. it was huge and sometimes it was problematic, considering they don’t normally make jeans for state-sized sex organs. Geoff’s friends took pleasure in commenting on his huge choker and constantly tried to get him to pick up chicks at the bar, take them home, and film their expressions when he took off his trousers. This teasing and pushing went on for years until Geoff finally cracked under the pressure and agreed to go the bar. It didn’t take long for a girl to spot is happy hand underneath his pants. She strutted over and gave him the “eyes”. Geoff took his cue and bought her a drink. A while later, the girl was clearly buzzed but still able to figure out what was going on. Geoff’s friends were sitting at a table behind them, urging him to get into “fuck-me-mode”. Geoff placed his hand on her thigh to which she responded with a clear “No.”
Geoff nodded, left the bar, went home, and spent the night watching High Fidelity, totally happy he was in control of his penis.
This is an entry for the Mookychick blogging competition, FEMINIST FLASH FICTION 2011. Enter now.
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Guys, I’m selling out.
(via thosehoneyglows)
