Ronie Dinosaur

Love is hunger endured to preserve dignity— not because you cannot take, but because you refuse to break posture. — Ronie Dinosaur Read more from here...

They clock the miles carved in my back, They count the scars across my fists. They see the iron I never lacked In the morning’s cold, relentless mist. They read the words I bled on the page, A philosophy forged in fire, Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter 145 - This Woman Made Me Delete Hope from My Psyche For over a year we were friends. You saved a seat for me in every lecture hall, teased me with heat in your eyes, pulled me to empty staircases and deserted classrooms. I never touched you beyond what friendship allowed-because I needed to know the feeling would outlast the moment. Then one day you told me three other guys had already proposed. It landed like a confession: you had tasted them, compared me with them, and were still measuring. I asked plainly-clear, no games-“Will you be my girlfriend or not?” My best friend said no, sharp and final. Read more from here...

Title - Simply a Woman I have met every kind of woman- seen them all, known them all- yet never the one they dare to call simply a- Read more from here...

Title - Take It Ale le le le. Take it, take it, take it. Oops-take it, take it, take it. Aww, sweet- someone’s sister—take mine too. Read more from here...

Title - Chutad Brand Hey you- do you have some rupees? It only takes a couple of notes. I once met her there. Go there: Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur Chapter - 37 Man and Human Not as a person, not as a man, not even as a being- I feel disrespected right now. Read more from here...

Ronie Dinosaur - Chapter 15: Metacognition My mind is trying to solve my own mind and still can’t name the crime- what for, what’s the big deal. I have walked the entire distance from blank confusion Read more from here...

I am awake, and the snakes are awake. The job of snakes, whether coiled in the jungle, hidden behind your girl’s ears, or wrapped around my own neck, Read more from here...

In a world where my heart keeps thirsting for love, how the hell am I supposed to understand it? When I go looking for beauty, all I really want is one woman to love me. When I hunt truth, all I really want is to be famous for this grief. When I ask, “Who am I?”, I swell into Ronie Dinosaur-just so I have something to fight with. And still I keep searching for the one mirror Read more from here...