“I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.”
― Vincent van Gogh
listen i love women, i LOVE them. but if u r a feminist & believe that women are capable of anything, u also have to recognize that women are capable of being evil and sadistic and malicious. because the point of feminism is that women are human beings. they are not ethereal beings who can Do No Wrong. women make mistakes and they commit crimes and they hurt people. blindly praising all women for being perfect is actively harmful to people who have been hurt and abused by women and also to women as a group because we are NOT perfect! we are human and that is the whole damn point my dude.
if it makes you less sad, we’ll start talking again
you can tell me how vile i already know that i am
I’M LAUGHIGN SO FUCKNGIG HARD A THTIS HOLYG SHIT LOOK AT T HTIS THIS IS AMAZI GNG IT’S THE CAPTIONS THAT GE T ME
SADDLE YOUR DADS WE MOVE OUT AT DAWN
Don’t compare yourself to others. Please never do that.
Aries: She’ll come back as fire, to burn all the liars, And leave a blanket of ash on the ground, I miss the comfort in being sad // Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle
Taurus: Don’t, tell me what I wanna hear, Afraid of never knowning fear, Experience anything you need, I’ll keep fighting jealousy, Until it’s fucking gone // Lounge Act
Gemini: I’m so happy ‘cause today, I have found my friends, They’re in my head // Lithium
Cancer: I wish I was like you, Easily amused, Find my nest of salt, Everything’s my fault, I take all the blame, Aqua seafoam shame // All Apologies
Leo: Would you believe me when I tell you, You are the queen of my heart, Please don’t deceive me when I hurt you, Just ain’t the way it seems // Love Buzz
Virgo: Teenage angst has paid off well, Now I’m bored and old, Self-appointed judges judge, More than they have sold // Serve the Servants
Libra: Who said don’t look back? Don’t believe ‘em, Go for that crazy sounding restaurant, Cause they’re gonna try and get behind you, Don’t you let them do it, You know what I’m talking about? You hear me talking? // Turnaround
Scorpio: Where do bad folks go when they die? They don’t go to heaven where the angels fly, They go down to the lake of fire and fry, Won’t see 'em again till the fourth of July // Lake Of Fire
Sagittarius: I searched for form and land, for years and years I roamed, I gazed a gazley stare at all the millions here, We must have died alone, a long long time ago // The Man Who Sold The World
Capricorn: I am my own parasite, I don’t need a host to live, We feed off of each other, We can share our endorphins // Milk It
Aquarius: Load up on guns bring your friends, It’s fun to lose and to pretend, She’s over-bored and self-assured, Oh no, I know a dirty word // Smells Like Teen Spirit
Pisces: My heart is broke, But I have some glue, Help me inhale, And mend it with you, We’ll float around, And hang out on clouds, Then we’ll come down, And have a hangover // Dumb
