Lost Love Lust

Tags: youth

• epitome & tapioca.

  The smell of oriental rice fills the house.
  Her dress spins lightly across the kitchen, humming softly, she drops a trickle of salt into the pan.
  Her shirt is a 1970’s beauty. Colorful, light dances upon the silk pink of her cheeks.
  A smile is such a joy when it is accompanied with the thought of someone close, [...]

• his & hers.

  Him: You’re kidding me right? You’re not actually going to buy that scarf, it has like a thousand colors.
  Her: Yeah well, you know I like crazy shit. Besides, it goes with like twenty outfits of mine.
  Him: Oh all right, you’ll be like my color bursting bag of skittles.
  (He messes up her hair lightly.)
  Her: OH look, now I [...]

• dear world.

  Dear world.
  My hatred for your mistakes grow each day.
  You say that children should have a chance.
  Where is my fucking chance?
  Where is it.
  I am your creation.
  Your hope.
  Yet, every day you throw more obstacles my way.
  My eyes weep because hope is lost.
  Humanity disgusts me.
  And every face I see sickens my insides of hate and confusion.
  I was once [...]