Why the fuck you smell like #9?
There was a time in my life when I would really allow people being put off by my body size//shape/color//texture- to freak me out//make me feel small/make me negate my sexy times with britt and clit// and I would freak out and go…”whats wrong with me!?” but then I realized…Thank you! Thank you for wearing the proverbial (and sometimes literal) perfume,thanks for shrouding...
Seriously though y'all
I went and saw Beth Ditto last night and my ass don’t know which way is up.Fer reals.
To my future daughter.
Sweetie, Mommie doesn’t give a fuck what your teachers say. Wash your hands before you go to the bathroom! Why!? because you are a holy room. And it is far more offensive to touch your holy room with the world on your hands,then to touch the world with a little pussy on your hands.-Love mom (the black one)
I swear its the mark of the beast,get ready! →
I need to not....
Have such a huge boner at work. If had a dick I would seriously have to wear dresses,because my shit would be on ten all the time.
Its the mark of the BEAST! →
Lets.Just.Go Can we just ride? With the windows down Let the air gush inside Head out the window I wanna taste all the miles We don’t ever have to come back you know? Don’t ever have to be this again ‘M down to start over if you are Ready.Set.Glow
You are so special,no really, you are. →
Where MY queers at?
I need to talk about something that I’ve been wanting to address for a long time.Where my queers at? I see these sexy god and goddess like babes roaming the streets all the time, but where are MY queers? I need some one to teach me about harnesses,to drink copious amount of liquor with ,To go shopping with,To do all sorts of queer shit that I never even heard of with! I find myself...
I’ve been on a run hiatus. I’ve been saying “Bitch,treat cho’ self” to every delicious thing my mouth has wanted.I’ve got the shits too.So tonight,When I get off work. I’m lacing up my lunar glides,and poopin’ out a nice fat two miles. A mile on foot,a mile on my bike. I’ve got three days left to achieve what’s left of my latest...
: Marilyn Monroe’s Unpublished Poems: The Complex... →
thetinhouse: Marilyn Monroe’s Unpublished Poems: The Complex Private Person Behind the Public Persona “Only parts of us will ever touch only parts of others.” Did you ever begin Ulysses? Did you ever finish it? Marilyn Monroe did both. She took great pains to be photographed reading or…
How big is the Universe? →