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Between the shadow and the soul.
Xoxo,
Dbts
I hear that neighborhood’s really in decline. Because of, y’know, all the whores…
Tag: mindfuckery
On Feminism
I greatly admire Theodore Roosevelt, the 26th President of the United States. For those who are unaware, there are two basic ways to describe him.
The first relies upon your imagination: summon before your mind’s eye a single human being whose physical, behavioral, and philosophical characteristics are a composite of every positive and negative cliché that springs to mind when you read the word “American”.… Read the rest “On Feminism”
Little Promises
If I ever tell you “I’ll pull out,” then I’m telling a lie.
If I ever tell you “This is gonna hurt,” then I’m not.
Can you tell me why it’s so so so hot when someone is mean to me?
Because kindness is a lie, and your cunt craves the truth.
Under New Management
Even when you tell him he’s unwelcome, he’s still more at home in your body than you’ve ever been.
I’m not into the fuckpig thing. If I’ve got to make a chick less attractive, I’d prefer to do so through the judicious application of my precious bodily fluids or the aggressive application of the back of my hand. Foam rubber noses just don’t do it for me.… Read the rest “”
Just followed a few new blogs and I think this is the part where I feel a little disgusting about myself because of the stuff I apparently like.
I hope this feeling passes.
It only passes when your conscience dies.… Read the rest “”
Let’s fuck
Counter-offer: how about I flick lit matches at your head until you fully internalize my indifference to your sexuality?
Dear Bedtime #1
Someone recently asked if I thought she should cheat on her age-appropriate boyfriend with her much-older college professor. I decided to answer her publicly for the edification of all.
Dear Aspiring Tramp:
I seldom give advice, and when I do, it should always be assumed to come with a disclaimer indicating that I’m not an authority on jack-shit.… Read the rest “Dear Bedtime #1”
Dear Bedtime #1
Someone recently asked if I thought she should cheat on her age-appropriate boyfriend with her much-older college professor. I decided to answer her publicly for the edification of all.
Dear Aspiring Tramp:
I seldom give advice, and when I do, it should always be assumed to come with a disclaimer indicating that I’m not an authority on jack-shit.… Read the rest “”