xoxo, nico

the ball was in your court but oops you dropped it again when i never stopped rooting for the home team. i decided you were dead to me the day you spit in my face and since then things haven’t changed. they will never be the same. the toys you manipulated turned their tables and now your the one who’s left all by yourself in a padded room with white noise that badly needs a coat of paint the true color of your lies. you committed a perfect ten of the seven deadly sins and in the beginning it seemed like someone was going to get a story tail ending. poor things for believing what you were saying but i must admit that it was amusing to watch you choke after you slapped everyone you fucked in the face. it came as no surprise to me that they couldn’t see through all your shades of gray. it only makes me question my own loyalty because i kept secrets and lied through my teeth and almost tried to help you clean up your pieces. in some religions they would cut your dick off for what you’ve done. i may not believe in love nor even god but one thing i need to feel is trust and i would never break for your truth because you are just not good enough. loser.

i hooked up with the oracle last night because he had a plus one to a show at mercury lounge. crystal castles sold out and it was like the yeah yeah yeahs on coke times prodigy with a strobe light show. it brought me back to raves in detroit when i would eat a whole bunch of ex and inhale balloons until i came to on the floor. i wanted some glow sticks and a pacifier or maybe some blow pops because i liked to suck on things when i got fucked up. after it was over we went to rockwood for late night and the only reason i go is because it’s hosted by one of the rich girls. i had to have drunk more than a bottle of red wine when the groper showed up with one of his girl “friends”. he always has some kind of arm candy and it makes me wonder where they come from. personals maybe. he introduces me and i ignore their name because i know i will never see them again. to make a long story short i was standing against the wall and watching impromptu aerosmith covers while he was caressing my back and telling me it was hot that nobody can see. its like a secret he said as he slipped his fingers down the back of my pants and touched my punani. that’s when the bathroom door opened and the girl he came with came out then they went back to their seats at the table in the corner. he led her there with that same hand on the small of her back. sick fuck didn’t even wash his finger tips off.