Goodbyes are painful, but a cold beer on a colder day is not. On this most blessed of Sundays, I leave you in the warm wrists of miss Hailey Cognetti, who will surely carry you through to warmer patches of winter sun.
Find me in stilted images elsewhere. I’ll find you, too!
With burning loins,
Mar Wolf
greetings are sweeter after i’ve drank; that’s why i’m sipping wine in delicate lace.
i want you to tell me your deepest fears, while i confess mine. i want you to lay the truth bare, while i reveal whats underneath me. i can already feel it spilling out of my body.
the mess, i want us to enjoy it. can we weave our bodies together? where only the truth can be heard.
what keeps you up at night? what have you been neglecting? we’re not just sharing burdens; no. this can be pleasurable. sometimes i think pleasure and pain are the same. for me, a greeting is just as painful as a goodbye.
i won’t lie, the drink in my hand brings a flow of words that might only confuse you.
but my words carry my existence, and i hope you can receive them well.
LITTLE DEATHS
✚ believing your past is all you are. its possible to move on. i want you to sit alone and find out just who you’re dealing with, and when you realize it’s only you that you’re fighting against, you can soften the agony.
✚ being seen is not the enemy. i need to hear it, you need to hear it.
LITTLE DELIGHTS
✚ being in someones dream. i love that my consciousness lives on in the unconscious mind. meet me in the astral realm.
✚ seeking answers, your need grows teeth.
i’m a soul now trapped in the internet, and you’ve consumed me. consume me again tomorrow.
Hailey Cognetti
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