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The day my children move out is years I can count on two hands I have them half this time years I count on one.

Chelsie Diane

I should now admit I once made a fake account just to talk to you once more.
CHELSIE DIANE

Fake Social Media Talk Yourself
God is a woman and like every woman has millions of years of men speaking for her.
CHELSIE DIANE

God Herself Talk Woman
You’re rolling me in coffee hands I’m u-turn smoked rubber coming back- oh I’m spent, ask on the still.
CHELSIE DIANE

Coffee Hands Time Yourself
I know this won’t always be a good deal for me I make it anyway.
CHELSIE DIANE

Deal Goodness Myself
Oh the salt water I had to sweat to realize there was an ocean inside of me.
CHELSIE DIANE

Myself Ocean Realization Water
I want you as a lemon the waiter brings on a tiny white plate. I want him to watch while I squeeze you into my mouth and swallow the rind.
CHELSIE DIANE

Plate See Sex Wait Yourself
I will not believe It’s less holy to be human. I will not bow my head. I will not close my eyes to god.
CHELSIE DIANE

Believe Eyes God Head Holy Human Myself
My brother has not spoken to me in years. Something to do with Donald Trump or Jesus Christ or our horrible stepfather.
CHELSIE DIANE

Brother Family Father Horrible Ourselves Relationship
Don’t get too used to being alone.
CHELSIE DIANE

Alone Company Lonely
The argentinian kisses me on a beach in tulum.
CHELSIE DIANE

Beach Kissing Myself
I took the bobblehead of him off his refrigerator and kissed it.
CHELSIE DIANE

Kiss Myself Refrigerator
When I was six I fell on a broken window. Once I realized no one was coming I stopped screaming and pulled the shard from my middle. This is life for some of us. This has been life for me.
CHELSIE DIANE

Fall Life Myself Realization Scream Stop Window
You loved me gray sweatpants and I loved you drunk on stouts and I am velveeta mac and cheese.
CHELSIE DIANE

Appearance Drink Love Myself
The day my children move out is years I can count on two hands I have them half this time years I count on one.
CHELSIE DIANE

Children Count Hands Oneself
The point is that I loved.
CHELSIE DIANE

Love Myself Point
I meet you and know suddenly and horribly there is no difference between sex and war that I must die to get that close to touching god.
CHELSIE DIANE

Death God Horrible Sex Touch War

The day my children move out is years I can count on two hands I have them half this time years I count on one.

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