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Your sensitivity is also your strength
amy-blue:

“I believe life is nothing if you’re not obsessed. I only think terrible thoughts, I do not live them. Thank God I am not my films. If audiences can laugh at my twisted ideas, what’s the great harm? I had a goal in life — I wanted to make the trashiest motion pictures in cinema history. Thanks so much for allowing me to get away with it.” - John Waters

amy-blue:

“I believe life is nothing if you’re not obsessed. I only think terrible thoughts, I do not live them. Thank God I am not my films. If audiences can laugh at my twisted ideas, what’s the great harm? I had a goal in life — I wanted to make the trashiest motion pictures in cinema history. Thanks so much for allowing me to get away with it.” - John Waters

patfalco:

hey i went to england for new years and i drew all these various boring white people in the national portrait gallery! happy new years!

patfalco:

hey i went to england for new years and i drew all these various boring white people in the national portrait gallery! happy new years!



Lucille Ball, 1943


Lucille Ball, 1943

I cannot blame you

For what felt like rape

You were skillfully subtle…

A kiss in the center,

Muddled by licks on the shape.

We were never linked-

No romantic affiliation.

Beating my two pinks-

They swell at the core.

Now pleasuring, alone;

The glorious task exceeds my aggravation.

But who do I love more?

You?

or the Degradation?

Speak Every Woman’s Heaven

What kind of a woman says a man can’t get fucked?

Give the power to him and on any whim you will get plucked

UP from the “Slut Tank”

my brothers used to say

they’d keep girls underneath…

When they weren’t playing with GI Joes

they’d fantasize about hoes

gettin’ blown

mp3’s of bitches moans.

From an early age undermining was underlying

Defining a woman’s worth-

that was decided before my birth.

Hurt on my turf…

I clenched my Barbie in silence.

The boy next to me in class raps “If you can’t swallow, shut up bitch gargle”

And as he roams around talkin’ bout tits and ass and gettin’ off his marbles…

I aint got no shit to follow…

As a woman I have no comeback

But as a matter OF fact

I contradict myself-

When I depict

A world with disintegration of discrimination without exasperation

I can always reduce you to swallow my menstruation.

Yes I could be like you too.

My emotions

No vacancy

Throw up my hoodie and jerk off in my complacency

I took what little love you gave me graciously, tastefully, shamelessly

But you will never know I left you painfully.

Yes I could be like you too

I won’t ask for directions

When the high road is too hard to find

I’ll just rewind

and grind

up on that safe bet

Shit don’t matter as long as I get my dick wet

Don’t know her name, don’t speak her language…

Too cowardly to spill out all my baggage so I ravage

on my aversion I sit

Leftover symptoms of missing my mama’s tit.

“I don’t belong in this world, I just don’t fit…”

Wasted so much time listening to you whine

Didn’t know you were on that Judas shit

I shoulda thrown up the deuces and told you to suck it

Fuck it

I can be like you too

Cold, lost and numb…

But I swear that fear will never let me succumb

To a bastardized version of the real me

Pulling truths from you is nothing short of third degree

Honesty, a true fight, and God won’t be your referee

I could, but I won’t let my demons defeat me

beat me

mistreat me

To the point where I look like you…

a zombie.

I stand still waiting for no one.

Understood overrating and stopped playing with Barbies.

Treating lovers like toys, yet you think you’re a man?

Hardly.

Is a man a man by his ability to desensitize?

Arrogance is contagious, but it wont be my demise.

Outrageous..

You think you fucked me dry.

Your head must be in the clouds bro, sky high

Cause you would be fucking a pie

If it weren’t for

The Heaven

In Between

My thighs.

My favorite lines of Adele:

If I told the world, I’ll never say enough cause it was not said to you.

Grace me with your cold shoulder, whenever you looked at me I wished I was her.

These days when I see you, you make it look like I’m see through.

Time after Time I played the fool for you.

The scars of your love remind me of us. They have me thinking that we could have had it all.


Don’t underestimate me

You had my heart inside of your hands, and you played it to the beat.

You’re gonna wish you never met me.

Never mind, I’ll find someone like you.

Sometime it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead.

Very ready to get out of here.

Very ready to get out of here.

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