Then I wipe
The cum off
Of my cock,
And I look
At my face
In the mirror,
Pathetic porn fiend.
My eyes are
Lonely and my
Hand is still
Coated in Vaseline,
Sad sack of shit.
And then I
Think that maybe
I’m tired of
Being like this.
Maybe I’m done
With all this
Empty lust.
Maybe I need
To grow up.
Porn
Porn pt. 2
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Lou Rasmus is an independent author from Chicago, IL. His works are largely focused on exploring the meaning of life – or lack thereof – while the themes of love, relationships, and self-loathing are also central to many of his stories.
His upcoming novel, Primrose Isle, will be his third self-published title. Grapefruit Juice, a collection of bitter poems and short stories, and DEAD RED FISH, his semi-autobiographical debut novel about a young man coming to age on a road trip with his childhood friends, are also available on Amazon.
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this is what i call passion for blogging HAHAHHAHA keep up
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haha thank you for reading
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It’s never too late
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maybe
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It’s a tough job, but someone’s gotta do it.
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exactly.. i really do struggle for my work haha
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Suffering for the art. The number of times my arse has been reddened just so I can write accurately about a spanking …
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haha yup. it’s for the best
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I do so love the way you sacrifice yourself for…well, inspiration (and science, of course, but mostly inspiration!). 🙂
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id do anything for a good poem
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