The first time I did something hurtful to a girl, I was seventeen years old. That’s not necessarily the first time I hurt a girl, mind you, because I did a lot of hair-pulling and training-bra-strap-snapping in elementary school, but that was just your average boyhood sexual harassment in the ’70s.… Read the rest “Once Upon An Asshole”
You deserve all the pain your ass can absorb, just for wearing those ridiculous shoes. As soon as we’re done here, we’re going to the home of which ever girlfriend assured you they were cute, and I’m going to hold her while you slap the shit out of her for being a bad friend.
When my love swears that she is made of truth,
I do believe her, though I know she lies,
That she might think me some untutor’d youth,
Unlearned in the world’s false subtilties.
Thus vainly thinking that she thinks me young,
Although she knows my days are past the best,
Simply I credit her false-speaking tongue;
On both sides thus is simple truth suppress’d.… Read the rest “”
—CONTENT WARNING—
According to the panel of feminists I saw on Rachel Maddow, men are seldom held accountable for sexual assault in this country. I’m told the system’s legal limitations and institutional biases inhibit the reporting of offenses and the prosecution of offenders, which in turn reinforces a de facto culture of willful blindness to and disinterest in the plight of victims.… Read the rest “”
The FixerYou can keep screaming, but they’re not turning the car around. Mommy and Daddy don’t want you anymore, not as you are. They don’t want to see your face again until you’ve been fixed.
It’s a shame, of course… you and I both know there’s nothing wrong with being a lesbian, and it’s insane that they hate that part of you with such fervor.… Read the rest “The Fixer”
Well that— that’s just rude, young lady! I insist you apologize to my new friend, ah…
(I’m sorry, what was your name again…? Oh, of course, oops!)
…I insist you apologize to my friend Dumpster Harold immediately! I’m sure his diet of cheap liquor and old banana peels doesn’t give his jizz the best flavor in the world, and I’ll grant you that the scabs on his balls should really be seen by a medical professional, but the very least you can do is show him the courtesy of not vomiting it up right in front of him.… Read the rest “”
Look at yourself. Seriously, look.
You’re not even tied up, for fuck’s sake; I just handed you a baseball bat and you somehow got tangled on it. I can accept that you’re not bright, but, well… there’s a limit, y’know?… Read the rest “”
… Read the rest “”Boys don’t like me because I’d rather flirt with their fathers than them
bet the fathers like you. I know I would. Flirt with me, or better yet, have sex with me, I’m father age.
Through the darkness of futures past
The magician longs to see
One chants out between two worlds:
“Fire… walk with me.”
It’s happening again. You people have no idea how happy this makes me… I’m considering changing my avatar to Leland Palmer.
Why wouldn’t you go to school dressed like this?
Because the janitor’s special room in the basement gets really cold this time of year.
