Disaster
JoJo
Amazing new JoJo song. Beautiful.
September 2011
August 2011
Borderline: Vol. 1 - Issue 10 [Brandon Whiting] →
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Appendix
Do you speak English?
Are you Christian?
Then you’ve just died.
My name is Jesus
And I’m taking you to Heaven.
The bad news first:
The light you saw at the end
Of the tunnel
Is actually the beginning
Of a reverse cosmic funnel,
Meaning it gets colder
And darker from here on…
“Hello Brooklyn, if we had a daughter, guess what I’m a call her? Brooklyn Carter.”
—Jay-Z (via umricka)
Rape Culture Pro Tip
If someone is not strongly and widely chastised for using “I’ll rape a pregnant bitch and call it a threesome” in song lyrics, then our society has a giant fucking problem.
All At Once: I've always wanted more than →
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to just be loved. Love isn’t and will never be enough for me. I can’t see myself living the words of a romance novel, or perfect Cinderella story. I want more than that.
I want to be tried, tested, triumphed, taught, fought, bruised, broken, then healed. I want to be more knowledgeable, not only…
Let me tell you something about Irene. We were best friends in middle school. I know, right? It's so embarrassing. I don't even... Whatever. So then in eighth grade, Katrina hit, and Irene was like, weirdly jealous of her. Like, if I would rate her a 1, and I’d rate Katrina a 3, she'd be like, "Why am I rated so low?" And I'd be like, "Why are you so obsessed with me?" So then, for my birthday party, which was an all-category 3 and up party, I was like, "Irene, I can't invite you, because you’re category 1." I mean I couldn't have a category 1 at my party. There were gonna be storms wiping out entire cities there. I mean, right? She was a CATEGORY 1. So then her mom called my mom and started yelling at her, it was so retarded. And then she dropped out of school because no one would talk to her, and she came back in August, and now I guess she’s destroying the entire East Coast.
i am rolling around in my bed tearing up from laughing so hysterically
LMFAO !!!!!!!!!!!!!
“here’s a special story
once upon a time
there was a nigga who sat down
let that nigga be you
the end” —Safia
once upon a time
there was a nigga who sat down
let that nigga be you
the end” —Safia
wow you are def. more sexual than i anticipated(not a bad thing) =)))
HAHAHA. lol. Thanks?
a,b,q,s,t random letters
lol
Favorite Position: Doggy, and “Cowgirl” (lol cuz I think the terms Cowgirl is mad funny). I like the control these positions give me.
Turn Ons: Hands in my hair, subtle aggression, AFFECTION…etc
What I Like Listening to During: I like listening to…music…and the person I’m with…
Would I Make a Sex Tape: Maybe.
Would I Ever Have a Threesome: Sure.
sexual saturday! →
h-o-s-t-i-l-e-h-o-s-p-i-t-a-l:
send me a/an:
a: for my favorite position
b: for my turn ons
c: for my turn offs
d: for how i lost my virginity
e: for how many people i’ve slept with
f: for my opinion on waiting till marriage
g: for if i masturbate
h: for something i’ve always wanted to try
i: for an embarrassing sex story
j: for my number one fantasy
k: for the craziest place i’ve had sex
l: for if i like the lights on or off
m: for if i cuddle after
n: for if i prefer being on top or bottom
o: for what i think about during sex
p: for if i would have/have had sex with someone of my gender
q: for what i like to listen to during
r: for the most times i’ve orgasmed in one day
s: for if i’d make a sex tape
t: for if i’ve ever had or would have a threesome
u: for if i spit or swallow (or which i prefer in my partner)
v: for my opinion on anal
w: for if i think drugs/alcohol enhance sex
x: for if i’ve cheated
y: for the sounds i make during
z: for the longest sex i’ve ever had
You guys. I love sex. its my favorite thing.
What I'll Tell My Children, Later.
Everything is heavy.
The night has become a water buffalo.
This morning, the sidewalks
coughed in blonde silence.
No one spoke.
The children carried limp
rambunctiousness and
questioned idly like trailer homes,
and the mothers just walked.
They urge, “quickly”.
Here, I lift my hands against
the sky and compare sizes.
My mother and the other mothers of our
block giggle, their voices like falling rice.
They twirl in honest spirals about
how amazing it will be;
to see how the earth punishes itself.
We drill emergency evacuation plans
through a round of monopoly, and mock
our own inherent discomfort with
shy interruptions of “What if the window,
or wall -
what if we break?”
We leave our living room open
until the last bit
of sureness has left the room.
Then we’ll bustle to close it.
Until then, we take note of how
often we smell the ocean.
As Illegal As It Is
- Me: Don't line up buyers without product. You're not a good drug dealer.
- Zach: I happen to be an excellent drug dealer.
- Me: No. You aren't cunning. You're blond.
I saw you on the Knicks Poetry Slam and you did my favorite poem about Ashley Jones. I noticed it seemed shorter. Would you ever consider uploading a video of the full version please? I've told my mom about it too. Stay dope <3
Thanks so much, my love. They cut it shorter to fit it within the time frame (lol typical reality TV). Hopefully there will be an uploaded version soon - when, and if that happens, I will definitely upload it here. Thanks so much for your support! <
...You're reckless?
I don’t…know…what that means…
But I don’t think I’m reckless. I think I do what I..want?
