The Secret Diary of Janey Jones

[sweepthefloor]

If a broken heart is blind better get to the eye doctor cause the cardiology department can't help this.

 

[jomar]

Is that a bruise or is your lipstick a bit off? Either way it's hot.

 

[sweepthefloor]

Is that a bruise or is your lipstick a bit off? Either way it's hot.

The lips are exaggerated like me, with gloss. I am not good at coloring within the lines. I should practice.

Love blackened my eye, and fattened my lip. I didn’t feel a thing because I beat myself up, and then I slept. I don’t remember any of it.

 

[sweepthefloor]

This is an absurdist theater, and my lips match the part if nothing else does make sense.

 

[sweepthefloor]

Sleep is the new booze bottle, and I am so tanked on my dreams.

 

[sweepthefloor]

I had sex once. He told me to fuck him. He put his hard body planked over my body and said: fuck me.

I didn’t know how to do that, so I closed my eyes and made my pussy a mouth and sucked his dick with it.

And when my pelvis touched his pelvis, I knew I was in deep throat without a gag reflex.

 

[sweepthefloor]

I washed my face and got dressed today.

 

[sweepthefloor]

I have never been made love to, but fucked all kinds of other ways. I was in a relationship once. He loved me, I knew by the way he always wanted to touch my face with his hands.

We almost made love. And then I put my mouth to his manhood. He asked me: Have you done this before?

I lied.

 

[sweepthefloor]

They say if you love someone set them free. I never understood that. I am pretty sure you are supposed to lock them up in the bedroom until they learn to love you back.

That has never happened to me.

 

[sweepthefloor]

Today I brushed my hair and put on lipstick.

 

[Ropebunny]

Today I brushed my hair and put on lipstick.

You're doing better than I am.

 

[sweepthefloor]

You're doing better than I am.

Are you suffering?

 

[sweepthefloor]

I was two pages away from a happy ending when the batteries in my vibrator died.

Just kidding, I don’t insert objects into my woman hole.

 

[sweepthefloor]

Once you climb out of the safe dark hole it's so hard to jump back into it. I wish someone would push me, and leave me there to cry.

 

[Ropebunny]

Are you suffering?

On and off. Up and down like a yo-yo. I'm on an up now. Thank you for asking . You facinate me. I feel like I feel like you.

 

[sweepthefloor]

On and off. Up and down like a yo-yo. I'm on an up now. Thank you for asking . You facinate me. I feel like I feel like you.

I always liked playing with the yo-yo. Thank you for the complement. I appreciate it.

If you feel like you feel like me, I am happy to not feel alone because I am very alone right now.

 

[sweepthefloor]

The weekend at Mom’s house ends with: When you take out the trash can you get the dog doo doo too?

I went home. My Father was in the living room drinking coffee dressed in a bright red robe, sitting on a dirty red leather couch. I started cleaning in my head.

 

[sweepthefloor]

It is time to force the back straight with an imaginary rod that is surgically implanted by the imagination. It is located between the shoulder blades. It’s how I stand tall and make myself big in the room.

It’s not natural. It’s a conscious decision to maintain decent posture.
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I am the dog that walks with a tail between the legs. Nobody wants that kind of dog. I am not the puppy in the window anymore. I am just a beat bitch.

 

[sweepthefloor]

If I want him, I will have to go to him every single time. The pattern is very clear to me now.

And one day I will decide if I am Ok with that.

 

[sweepthefloor]

When he breaks my heart some more, who will sweep me up off the floor?

 

[Sir_Winston54]

When he breaks my heart some more, who will sweep me up off the floor?

 

[sweepthefloor]

Thank you!

 

[sweepthefloor]

The cold distance is the little love death.

 

[sweepthefloor]

It is beyond all repair friends. The torrid love affair seems sadly over. I didn't get any closure, but I don't think I can go back for an ending.

I enjoyed the suffering, but I want to be cared for while I hurt.

 

[eastern sun]

It is beyond all repair friends. The torrid love affair seems sadly over. I didn't get any closure, but I don't think I can go back for an ending.

I enjoyed the suffering, but I want to be cared for while I hurt.

My heart breaks when yours does.