julianbleach

Microwaved Minerals
He had been here before, but this time if just felt wrong, lame almost. This unearned proximity of intimacy felt like a stolen diamond in his hot little hands, like something almost tangible. His enjoyment had usually been embellished from afar, where no harm could be done.
Now his futile attempts at courting his close friend had turned sour. Lament spread deeply through his stomach like a ball of acid, as he reiterated to himself a mantra of negative thinking, whats the point, shes not going to reciprocate