Ph. James D. Kelly
“Girl, you gotta love your man
Take him by the hand
Make him understand
The world on you depends”
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I think the best moment in my life was when I was going to kick that guyβs ass on stage for touching that girl without her permission in our audience. I mean, like..I almost blacked out. I just saw it and I almost lost all conscious thought when I was singing. It was like I was possessed or something. I mean..how deluded are you as a man to think you can just claim ownership over a woman? This isnβt some kinky BDSM shit. This is your power hungry little dick acting out because you have issues.
Kurt Cobain (via nirvanaquotes)
Old Gray - Her Tongue Was Tattooed On The Back Of Her Teeth
I remember hearing this song for the first time, driving with my friend Mike right after it had come out. Raph went to our high school, so we knew about them fairly early on. It was the coolest thing ever. They’re definitely one of the first screamo bands I listened to.
Buy their 10" split with The Saddest Landscape and some other bands here! http://unbuckledrecords.storenvy.com/products/3232809-bramble-jam-3-10-featuring-the-saddest-landscape-old-gray-tiny-moving-par
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The Problem with Trying to Talk About Women's Issues
- Woman: This is a problem for women.
- Man: No it isn't.
- Woman: ...Well, it isn't for most men, but many women face this issue.
- Man: No they don't. If it were a real problem you'd tell someone about it.
- Woman: We're literally telling you right now.
- Man: But this isn't even an issue. I've never experienced this problem in my entire life.
- Woman: That's because you are a man, and this is an issue that primarily affects women.
- Man: That's sexist.
When a woman cheats on a man, he treats the situation as if his ‘property’ has been tainted with.
When a man cheats on a woman, the first thought that runs through her head is ‘What did I do wrong?’
something my mom told me. (via myth-called-love)
In my high school English class we read a story about this woman who killed her husband with a frozen lamb leg and then while she was waiting for the cops to come she cooked it and then fed it to them so the murder weapon was gone. I aspire to be that woman.
Merchant Ships - Sleep Patterns
September 9, 2001. Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley.
An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn’t moving or blinking. They hadn’t closed her eyes yet.She must have died on the way.
A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance. They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman’s body asking her to wake up.
I had to tell Gary that her soul went to Heaven.
I didn’t believe a word of it, but I knew it’d be easier for him to understand.
Two days from now, at 9 AM, the planes will hit the World Trade Center killing over 3,000 people. I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless.
But today, there is a God. And he has a plan for him.
He doesn’t know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won’t see or talk to him for five years.
And as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I want out of my life. I tell him I don’t know.
On and on we run away from the things we are afraid of. - x3
I don’t tell him about the dream I had the night before where I’m riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I’ve never heard and smoking a cigarette and we swerve off the road and hit a tree. I go through the windshield and hit the edge of a fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured. I bleed to death in excruciating pain.
I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers, one by one introducing them all to one another until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion, and I will die.
But today in the warm light of the sunset, I don’t see it. I just see the sunset. I smile back and shake my head. I have absolutely no idea. I am afraid.
every woman is beautiful like seriously holy shit every single woman in the world is amazing
Merchant Ships - Sleep Patterns
September 9, 2001. Gary and I were skating at a hospital on top of a huge hill overlooking a valley.
An ambulance came and took out a dead woman. Gary asked me why she wasn’t moving or blinking. They hadn’t closed her eyes yet.She must have died on the way.
A car full of family and friends came in with the ambulance. They were all crying and hugging each other. One woman screamed hysterically and grabbed at the woman’s body asking her to wake up.
I had to tell Gary that her soul went to Heaven.
I didn’t believe a word of it, but I knew it’d be easier for him to understand.
Two days from now, at 9 AM, the planes will hit the World Trade Center killing over 3,000 people. I will tell Gary that there is no God, and all of this is meaningless.
But today, there is a God. And he has a plan for him.
He doesn’t know it, but a year from now, our family will be torn apart and I will move far away and won’t see or talk to him for five years.
And as we sit on the hood of our car, the sun goes down and he asks me what I want out of my life. I tell him I don’t know.
On and on we run away from the things we are afraid of. - x3
I don’t tell him about the dream I had the night before where I’m riding in a car full of strangers and singing to some song I’ve never heard and smoking a cigarette and we swerve off the road and hit a tree. I go through the windshield and hit the edge of a fence, dislocating my jaw and flipping me into a wall where my neck is broken, and my skull is fractured. I bleed to death in excruciating pain.
I will have this dream periodically until I meet all of the strangers, one by one introducing them all to one another until we are a close group of friends. I will set these events in motion, and I will die.
But today in the warm light of the sunset, I don’t see it. I just see the sunset. I smile back and shake my head. I have absolutely no idea. I am afraid.
- guy: so you gay?
- girl: no I'm bisexual
- guy:
- guy:
- girl: hoe don't say it
- guy:
- guy:
- guy: threesome?
- girl: oh my god
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