I told him that night that if I couldn't have him, then nobody could.
I meant it to...
Yet....
He didn't believe me.
Poor fool.
My poor fool.
Now...look at him...
I'm still not quite sure how the skin from his fingers wound up clinging and sticking to the ceiling, nor how his trousers became enamored with my door knob...
All I know is, he will forever be mine.
Forever.
I made love to him as he lay there, gasping for breath...And licked his bleeding lips as he choked out incoherent words...
I didn't touch his face-his beautiful, perfect face.
Nor did I touch his beautifully endowed lower part as I rode him as only a true cowboy can.
He didn't believe me when I told him that if I couldn't have him, then nobody could.
...Silly boy.
He tried telling me "I can't stand this anymore, they all stare like they know."
Well, why shouldn't they know?
He always turned away when I tried kissing him in the hall...when I tried holding his hand down the street.
He wanted them to think we were 'just friends'.
But we weren't-he knew that.
What happened to those nights of lustful play when just the mere motion of my tongue had his soldier leaping to attention?
Then...I guess he just got tired of it.
But, how could he? I tried giving him the world.
I called him day and night when he was out of my sight, and when his mother told me that it was too late to call the house, I snuck out and threw rocks at his window.
...I caught him trying to pick up a girl one time...But I didn't let it bother me, because that night she had a tragic accident and wasn't in the way anymore....
Something about falling down the stairs and accidentally decapitating herself...or...something like that, I don't remember; cause we had great make-up sex that night.
Mmmm...He's still kind of warm, I guess that part of you is always on gear, huh?
And it's still kind of salty, I can taste myself on it.
Well, here we go.
I can't see myself with any other man, and the rest of them like to beat me when they see me.
Come to think of it, that's how we met...
And months later he told me I was the only one.
Well, I guess he got a little off course here lately.
But I fixed it. Indeed I did.
So, here's to you, lover boy, we'll see each other in the after life where we can be together
forever.
This gun is kind of cold, but anything for you sweety, just one last kiss before I pull this trigger.
Oh look...
I can see my brains on the wall...
And as I slump onto your body, they mix with your blood.
How sweet.
Author notes
*rolls on the floor laughing*
oh god
what am I on?
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Comments
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two words....sick n' twisted. BUT I LOVE IT
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HOLY...SHIT. that...was.-you've...god...*creams* that was fucking hot...O.o that cannot be healthy, but still. i loved it. and it's getting book marked
<3<3

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*giggles*
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no, seriously, what the fuck are you on and who provides it?
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ask the voices in my head
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*grabs your head and screams at it* VOICES! WHAT IS SHE ON?????
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oh my goodness, girlie...
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drugs, I think. lol.
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