I've no room in my life for inconsistent love. If you can not remain consistent then leave me alone entirely 

An asshole! 

The moon is big and bright, I'm on my way to work and wondering about you looking up at that moon at the same time as me.    I've been avoiding her gaze, missing you and hating you because I love you. Hating you because if you came and apologized and offered yourself any resolve I have would crumble.    After all I have a collar for your neck. One with both our names. Similar and different.    I want to stop missing you. I want to stop loving you. I want you erased from my mind.  I want you to matter to me as much as I matter to you.  So that when a Raven looks at the moon that it matters only as much as the wolf's gaze. Which, as it turns out, doesn't matter at all 

Tattoo therapy is real.    So, I was, or rather am, in love with someone who can not love me. I've reluctantly moved on from him.  And so I've lost my muse. In a bid to return to myself after a year of suffering from life struggles, becoming disabled, falling in love and losing that love, losing my best friend of 31 years, etc etc, I have been dating another man who has been quite lovely. He recommended a tattoo shop to me. What's good for grief, outside of good food, good drinks, good dick, is a little pain. I've a new piercing and three new tattoos   I've a scar from a surgery in December and have begun to cover it with art. The pain was big relief. It hasn't fixed the pain in my heart but it did the trick.   I wish I could share new photos here. I'll post them to fet.

I haven't been this sad in ages. I'd like to not be bothered for the time being