It’s like talking to myself. The human side of me, the mind voice that echoes and doubts, constantly hacking away at my circumstances. I’m being forced to experience a different side of life. Every day is a first… Going where the day takes me.
Aug 29 ∙ 2025 | Red Jocks
Your presence causes me Joy!!!
But the coin spins. I was not angry, but impassioned.
Apr 19 ∙ 1995 | Red Jocks
Was I the monster you described? I feel your words vibrate. I’ve been here before, misunderstood, escaping without moving.
Jun 9 ∙ 1995 | Red Jocks
We’re never together but still excited, so now what? Confusing hunger like beautiful actions and colourful words repeated.
Dec 16 ∙ 1995 | Red Jocks
Broken lines running parallel to mine. It’s tradition for them to hassle me. I guess it’s been this way forever.
Oct 25 ∙ 2005 | Red Jocks
I’m talking to you right now… 9:12pm, Craving to be near you! You’re right, this is so sudden and spontaneous but shouldn’t it be?