the stray cats fight then have crazy make up sex

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looney.
infected.
lost.
alone.
scratches
front lobe
of brain
through nasal passage.
fingernail.
pinky finger.
vapid.
friends.
murder.
a culture of bacteria.
conquers.
skin cells.
kill.
fresh breath crystals.
liar.
shit eater's grin.
missing organs.
missing blood.
missing.
mv.
matt.
matthew.
motherfucker.
masturbating with sandpaper.
laughs.
oooowwww.
vaginal ovens.
baking.
battered chicken pieces.
in pussy juice.
sizzling.
sssssssss.
give birth.
miscarriage.
eat.
the fetus.
leftover.
period blood.
vampire bags.
squeeze.
pulp.
drink.
tampon tea.
with
vodka.
aaaahhhhh.
make money.
get rich.
fall in love.
marriage.
fails.
failure.
grim.
smile.
take family photo.
not good enough.
me.
sleepy.
sassy yawns.
white light.
hallucinate.
repent.
dead.
repeat.
life.
wait.
start over again.
i'm confused.

A Piece of Literature About Love

Someone told me, "Yo, Mv. We gettin' you some pussy tonight. There's these hot bitches comin' ova tonight to da crib. We hookin you up. WE GETTIN' YOU LAID! WE GETTIN' YOU SOME HOT ASS PUSSY! Y'all need it bro. You pick the bitch tonight. We'll make it happen. We got your back bro. We tight nigga."

Then came in and gave me a handshake, which turned into a hug, (but that someone would like me to clarify that it was "no homo, just a sign of respect.")

I wanted to say, "Thank you for the offer. I really appreciate you trying to get me some pussy, but I'm not really looking for that right now...no homo."

But instead nodded my head and said, "Yeah, totally. It's all about the pussy." then came in gave that someone a handshake and a hug (no homo.)

I stayed at da crib for another twenty minutes before I made up an excuse about my aunt needing help at the house with the laundry and dishes because she broke her foot the other week.

"Yeah man, shit sucks. Sorry maybe another night."

Someone says, "I feel you bro. HaHA, just means more PUSSY FO' US. AND HENNY! HAHA!" and smiled.

"You enjoy that. Peace dude"

"Later bro. I'll hit you up tomorrow."

We came in and gave each other a handshake, which turned into a shoulder bump, and then a hug, (for the last time, no homo.)    

Then I got into my car, drove home, and spent the night in my bedroom at my aunt's house alone, but not alone because I spent the rest of the night talking to someone else on the phone about all my failed sexual encounters, which was every sexual encounter. .