Personally speaking, I can’t wait to watch life tear you apart.
I’ve never found Nicole Kidman particularly attractive. Part of that is no doubt due to my instinctive aversion to any vagina that has been sullied by that psychotically-grinning, couch-bouncing, Thetan-nuzzling nutjob to whom she was once wed.… Read the rest “”
[TRIGGER WARNING: Don’t look now, but methinks Satan is already behind thee.]
“Oh, stop those stupid tears, Jeanette! Don’t you realize how fuckin’ lucky you are?
“So I fucked you. So what? You should thank me! That’s right, thank me!… Read the rest “Moving In”
What kind of love have you got
You should be home, but you’re not
A room full of noise, and dangerous boys
still makes you thirsty and hot
Long before any of us wandered on to Tumblr, The Eagles were out there in the trenches, bringing Southern California-style misogyny to the masses.… Read the rest ““Victim of Love” – The Eagles”
I took a ride with a sadist on a Saturday night
His teeth were like diamonds in the dashboard light
He knew a place nearby, we took a right at the light
and I smiled ‘cause I’d never, ever been there
David Baerwald’s A Secret Silken World is about the uncomfortable allure of a creepy old pervert who feasts on gormless youth, so yeah, I’m more or less contractually obligated to include it here.… Read the rest ““Secret Silken World” – David Baerwald”
Women’s bodies have for millennia served as the medium for some of man’s greatest works. We have painstakingly molded dynasties within them, and written the fall of civilizations into their genes. They bear the scars of their mothers’ wounds like etched echoes, telling tales of woe older than words.… Read the rest “The Great Work”
I know the blog’s soundtrack is starting to look like a Lilith Fair lineup, but the ‘90s were a very good time for those who enjoyed listening to women howl out their pain.
Intriguingly, at the end of the decade, most of those shattering, disturbing women’s voices were brushed aside by a sixteen year old in braids who was begging to be hit one more time.… Read the rest ““Mother Mother” – Tracy Bonham”
Depends on why he’s being nice, I suppose.
For example, perhaps he doesn’t care about you. Screaming “WHORE!” into a woman’s spittle-flecked, wide-eyed face while filling her ass with cum and strangling her with a shoelace is hard work, and it’s possible you just aren’t worth the effort.… Read the rest “How do I get a guy to stop being nice to me?”
Don’t say you were never told the truth, ladies.
Someone privately asked:
How does a man identify a broken girl?
I’m not sure how to answer the question, because I (rightly or wrongly) feel like I’m atypical. Unless you count this blog, I’ve never actively sought out broken girls; they’ve always found me.… Read the rest “Q & A: Chickwatching”
Someone privately asked:
How does a man identify a broken girl?
I’m not sure how to answer the question, because I (rightly or wrongly) feel like I’m atypical. Unless you count this blog, I’ve never actively sought out broken girls; they’ve always found me.… Read the rest “”
