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window into my life

nothing beats listening to mike ness, getting freshly inked, having a sweet boy with sick tattoos kiss you like the world is ending and you have to fuck to save the human race, a smooth six-shooter, staring down the barrel of a loaded gun, and being on the right side, a fresh pair of high high heels, a new betty paige style dress, showing all the right stuff off, knowing that there are skinnier women in the world but your tits and ass are real and they represent everything feminine about our gender, straight up gore Herschell Gordon Lewis style, the touch of a really nice hot rod, not some new stacked piece of crap, but a polished relic of mechanical ingenuity, raw and spit shined with evil pinstriping, whiskey burning back a sore throat or treating loneliness like over the counter medicine, cigarettes on November mornings with a cup of coffee,  reading Poe out loud on a windy night when anything can happen, and making love during a thunderstorm and/or kissing in the rain.


About deadendemily

Emily lives in Austin, TX. She has a minor in chaos and a major in spray paint. She likes Vincent Price and ABBA. She enjoys being covered in fake blood and writing horror stories. Most of the time she just hopes that her cat is not plotting to murder her, her cat being a minion of Satan and all. They would never suspect the cat.

One response to “window into my life

  1. wiredwriter ⋅

    So damn beautiful.

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