SEXThis poem is about sex.More Like This
(yeah, that got your attention)
This poem is about sex.
This poem is about love.
This poem is about living in your sexuality
instead of being afraid of it.
This poem is about saying fuck you
to everyone who told you
This poem is about the sin so natural
it takes you to heaven on earth.
This poem is about turning the key,
finding your voice,
making your own choice.
This poem is about independence,
instead of buying into all their misery.
150 pages of health text book telling you
6 years of administration telling you
6 years of scaring you
out of whats instinctual.
6 years of alarmist tactics,
and no information
setting a social taboo
so they can control how we live our lives.
Meet Blood "So where are we going now?" Lita asked as the rest waits for ReD to finish her snacking on the hearts. Aroh flips open her phone and reads the message, Shizuka has texted a few weeks ago. Since their encounter in Springwood on Valentine's Day, they became friends. They often hang out when Shizuka comes to Springwood at day and at night, they go off to kill. They even exchange phone numbers to keep in touch.More Like This
Hey Aroh, I won't be in Springwood, because I have to study and do a project. Next time, ok? Or come to Haddonfield. All my friends are there -Shizuka'
Aroh tugged a smile on her face and sits up, as ReD is done with her snack. "We're going to Haddonfield." "But Michael isn't there," Kris said and Aroh laugh at that answer. "We're seeing a special person, a friend of mine told me about."
"And who's that?" Brit asked with a single raised eyebrow.