Dirty Valentine by Richard Siken

Our apologizes to Richard Siken

july 20, 1997

oh no. it's the Richard Siken epigraph.

you're in a car with a beautiful boy and you're drinking

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Your’re in a car with a beautiful boy... 😊😍❤️

this tweet & this scene from the mystery of the abyss movie

hey do you think they sat in this car for HOURS both thinking "everything's kinda fucked up rn and if someone finds out about this we are losing our jobs and possibly going to jail, maybe i should just kiss him" ????

hey do you think richard siken has ever heard of the tumultuous homoerotic dynamics within famed 90s britpop band bl. i can't finish this post actually

Wait since when does James wear a glove

remember when i was illuminated by god himself and said that jasico was so "you're in a car with a beautiful boy and he won't tell you that he loves you but he loves you"-coded???

made you break character, asshole.

the  laugh  escaping  from  his  throat  and  echoing  around  in  the  car  had  surprised  them  both,  but  ronan  is  the  first  one  to  react  and  steal  another  smile  from  him,  one  that  is  now  hidden  by  the  back  of  his  hand  pressing  against  his  mouth.  unexpected  laughter  is  something  that's  been  happening  more  often  around  him,  and  instead  of  trying  to  examine  its  meaning,  adam  presses  his  left  ear  against  the  car  seat  and  looks  back  at  at  @dreamlorn  seating  in  the  driver's  seat. “  asshole.  ”  same  insult  is  repeated  under  his  breath  after  some  consideration.  a  ghost  of  a  smile  still  haunting  his  expression.  then  usual  posture  is  regained,  eyes  back  on  the  road  despite  not  being  the  one  behind  the  wheel. “  are  you  going  over  to  the  barns  tonight  ?  ”  his  habit  of  crashing  with  adam  had  grown  from  annoying  to  expected,  and  it  feels  daunting  and  dangerous  all  at  once.  he  pretends  like  he  wants  ronan  to  say  yes,  or  to  go  to  monmouth  instead,  because  loneliness  is  a familiar feeling,  safer for  someone  like  adam.  ronan  lynch  sleeping  next  to  his  shitty  mattress  over  at  st.  agnes  is  the  complete  opposite  of  that.

the fact that relive the last mile again literally revolves around you are jeff. this is the only fic to ever exist to me!!!!!!!!!!!

i need to killMyself and take everyone down with me

but he reaches over and

he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your

heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you

don't even have a name for.

Richard Siken, Road Music [24] in his book 'Crush'.

babes I love richard siken as much as the next gay but y'all need to find another poem for when two guys look at each other for more than 1.25 seconds

-- richard siken you are jeff