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biromantic /bʌɪˈɹəʊˈmantɪk/ adj. bi from the latin for split in half bi from the latin for whatever you think you are means nothing to me because I think I know what you are yes, of course I cheat I know the Konami Code very well yes, of course I just mean that I like boys far more somehow than girls that I want to fall deep into their bodies in ways that have nothing to do with their hearts that when I say one's lips are magic I want more than just that yes, of course I regretted being with a girl that one time goddamn straight girls Heaven forbid I would want to be touched by something lovely, am I right? yes, of course I'm too faggot to be fearsome. brother /ˈbrʌðə/ n. from Old English for if you don’t know I am entitled to expose you let me show you how much of you is shackled to my tongue you were hoping that you would come across as the progressive one when you presented my paper for me, when you waved your hands around me like a car on Wheel of Fortune but all you did was confess that people like me don't choose the narrators of our stories or if we have good ones if we have happily ever afters if we slay dragons all on our own I do not need a knight what I need is for you to lend me your goddamn sword and watch me do this myself but apparently I'm too faggot to be fearless. body /ˈbɒdi/ n. from Old English of unknown origin maybe Old High German for the place where all your thoughts are locked til they decay this trap is mine this rickety automaton is mine this bundle of tension is mine I know which gears need greasing which prayers need pleasing and which fears need fleecing and I will name it whatever I want it will move when I tug its levers so it will only answer to what I say it doesn't matter to me if you think black beautiful boy doesn't suit me if you think I should remain a function undefined I have found all the points of myself on each of my skin's curved lines all of these words are mine. You don't get to use them without my permission. There is too much fear here and it bursts through the cracks of me when it goes misnomered. |
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