THIS COMMERICAL TAKES LIKE THE BIGGEST TURN FOR THE WORST EVER AND I DON’[T LIKE IT
OH MY GOD
YOU GUYS THIS IS AN ACTUAL COMMERCIAL
WHAT
WHAT THE FUCK.
WHY AM I LAUGHING THIS HARD
Can’t breathe. OMFG.
In love with this photo set…. particularly how the power shifts from one to the other, with pretty similar poses and bodies in each.
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hahah, It’s ‘your’, not ‘yur’, Says the Drunk Dutch Dyslexia patient, than again, I don’t expect much from people who believe gay marriage would kill the purity of a marriage rather than the heterosexuals that have a marriage that lasts for a total of two days. ”but pedophilia and necrophilia and bestiality are considered sexual preferences too! If you’d let a woman merry a woman you can just as well let a man merry a monkey” NOnononononono! What two adults, of the same species do together is completely different form a child and an adult, or an animal or a dead person, since they are both aware of what they do and just want to prove their love to each other…
My excuse for shitty writing..? Alcohol…and Dyslexia
I shouldn’t watch Cold Case,
Especially when I had a drink…
Gets me too emotional
Yet I’m to prideful to show it.
Every episode,
Especially with hate crimes,
Of all kind just get me to think
‘things like this actually happened, are still happening..’
Things that just make me want to fall down to my knees
And pray
To a god I do not believe in
Just to secure, just to be sure,
That people like them will rot in hell
Those who are incapable of seeing
The damage they’ve done
Yet they still run.
I’m not as affected as those
Not as far as I can see
Usually, people just let me be.
But the very thought, that
Girls, boys, men and women
With intensions Pure as fresh snow
Get beaten and murdered
Shun and hanged
By those who call us;
Monsters, disgraces and many more
Those Who have been discriminated against because
Some are black or Latin
Some Jewish, or Muslim
Others homosexual, lesbians included
And transsexuals not to forget
Are called inhuman
By those who’ve committed crimes
Only thoughtless animals would commit.
No, I use the lords name in vain
And I’m a sinner in flesh and blood
But I would never
Never
Hurt those among us,
Just because of a minor difference
That in reality
Shouldn’t really matter.
pooch
[hahah, I can actually pretend I suffer under the whole ordeal of hate crimes since I’m a Lesbian, but no….Dutch, I get pretty accepted…But yeah, It still hurts to know things like that happen, it’s a feeling you just can’t explain]
I just hope you know
I hope you know it hurts
When you mock my sexuality
You of all people
I thought would understand
Thought would let me be
I hope you know
I die a little inside
Every time you put ‘my’ thoughts
Into your harsh words
When all I can thing is;
‘you’re wrong’
I don’t think
You honestly meant any harm
Not to me,
I truly can see
But I know you obviously
Do not understand me
I try to explain
When you ask
But it feels like you don’t listen
Or forget so easily
I define myself as a lesbian
No mater who
Not mater what
When I share the bed
With one of my male friends
That does not make me ‘bi’
Not to me at least
I define myself as a lesbian
Because I fall in love with girls
Not boys
And who I sleep with has nothing to do with that
I don’t love ‘dick as well’
I simply like sex
And I sincerely hate it
When I dislike a woman
And all you can say is;
‘I thought you liked hot women’
These are the things
You do that hurt
I don’t think you meant it to
But mom,
Please stop.
Pooch
Dear you
Dear stranger,
I want you to know I’m doing fine,
That I still have trouble to come by
But that might always be my case
Curs of having little weird ways
Dear stranger,
Dear daddy, dear what ever
I want you to know that
Unlike you I grew up
No longer needing you
who denied his child
I know you tried,
But when there’s too much pressure
You chose to flight
Dear you,
I know you feel bad
About what he might’ve had
But all of that is in the past
There’s a man that wants to adopt me
I haven’t told you yet
And I might never will
You never acknowledged me
And this is the price you pay
Dear father,
You were never there,
And you never will be
I’ve learned to live with that
To me, that idea wasn’t all that bad
You got to know one
Of my four faces
Now your chances are wasted
Our pats might cross again
Perhaps in the future, some day
Up until than I’ll leave you to know;
I don’t hate you, Never have, never will, but I denied you completely as a parent, I hope you’ll understand.
With love,
your stray child.
Reblog if you’d like a love letter in your ask box.
pleaase babies
fuck yeah. love letters are the best.
I’m just currious what this is going to bexD
music does that to you
Hey, I’ve been trying to meet you
The sky lights up as clouds crash in the skies, causing thunder to form in the distance as I light my cigarette before inhaling the mixture of nicotine, cancer and the warm early summer air that embraces my body like a warm blanked in a cold winter night.
Hey, there must be a devil between us
Lazily I let the smoke crawl out of my mouth, causing my stomach to cramp before I rub my with hair covered legs against each other, trying to ease an itch with out actually scratching and sigh a little. My eyes try to look in the distance but the darkness prevents me from seeing anything other than mare shapes of out backyard and the red hue of the burning tip of my cigarette.
Or whores in my head, whores at my door, whores in my bed
A clash. The sky lights up again in the distance, forming a faint light for a little less than a second. The sounds go by unheard, my mind to occupied with the song I listen too, bringing a strange nostalgic feeling that doesn’t belong to me to my guts that. It’s like I look back up on a past that isn’t mine, or maybe just not yet.
But hey, where have you been…?
My mind is clouded like the dark skies, allowing no star to shine through. ‘I need a girl friend..’ I tell myself. ‘some one like me maybe…’ I wonder since my mixed feelings about this girl makes me roll my eyes. She annoys me. Too whiny. Too insecure. I don’t like girls that keep talking about still having feelings for their ex-boyfriends…
If you go, I will surely die
I don’t want to commit…not to her. Any other person than her. I want to kiss her when ever I see her. I want to slam my head in the wall when ever I want to kiss her, it’s an endless chain of hopelessness in what I think is a crush on some one I don’t think I’m able to love and some times I wonder is she notices. I doubt it. That’s all I can conclude before I finish my cigarette and kill it against a pile of tiles in the rubbish of what is suppose to be a backyard.
We’re chained
after all, I should know that I am incapable of being in a healthy relationship since, after all, I’m afraid of happiness
Pooch
[yet an other writing that is shitty, useless and me whining about my life…wow, I need a life..I really do…:I The song I used is ‘Hey’ by Pixies]
