May 9, 2013
i dare u to oppress me some more (a think-piece on dick-chopping)

yeah i’m gonna fuck someone inside of a blender

gonna be a drunk piece of shit cuz i drank a beer in 5 seconds flat

gonna flatten my breasts with bandages, sexually confuse some fuckers

yeah fuck you if you disagree with my lifestyle choices

got plans tomorrow to go in subway and shit all over the meat

gonna shit in your meat because you’re all sick fucks

next time some motherfucker tries to shoplift in front of me

gonna shoplift his dick right out from under him

shove his dick in a blender and fuck it in there

next time some sick fuck tries to oppress me because of my gender

gonna bake his balls into a vegan pastry

serve him a testical danish punch him in the face make him eat it

fuck you if you think i’m lonely i’m gonna grind your dick to dust

make a dick dust sculpture of a boyfriend 

yeah gonna fuck my dick dust boyfriend inside an industrial meat grinder

my dick dust boyfriend has an oral fixation

oral fixation

oral dick sensation

i’m fixated on chopping off dicks

yeah blink my eyes i’m a serial killer chopping off dicks

vagina dentata fixation

yeah if you are in possession of a dick get the fuck out of my area

unless ‘dickless freak’ is a name you wish to be called real often

stay the fuck away from my area

am i worth suffering the loss of your dick for

filling up this bag of fresh dicks daily

i’m in hell

i’m in hell

oral fixation

i’m in hell.

April 3, 2013
"I am so unmotivated at work that I don’t even have the energy to quit"

— “I am my own betrayal’ - guillaume morisette

April 2, 2013
“in society” - allen ginsberg

I walked into the cocktail party
room and found three or four queers
talking together in queertalk.
I tried to be friendly but heard
myself talking to one in hiptalk.
“I’m glad to see you,” he said, and
looked away. “Hmn,” I mused. The room
was small and had a double-decker
bed in it, and cooking apparatus:
icebox, cabinet, toasters, stove;
the hosts seemed to live with room
enough only for cooking and sleeping.
My remark on this score was under-
stood but not appreciated. I was
offered refreshments, which I accepted.
I ate a sandwich of pure meat; an
enormous sandwich of human flesh,
I noticed, while I was chewing on it,
it also included a dirty asshole.

More company came, including a
fluffy female who looked like
a princess. She glared at me and
said immediately: “I don’t like you,”
turned her head away, and refused
to be introduced. I said, “What!”
in outrage. “Why you shit-faced fool!”
This got everybody’s attention.
“Why you narcissistic bitch! How
can you decide when you don’t even
know me,” I continued in a violent
and messianic voice, inspired at
last, dominating the whole room.

March 4, 2013

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i want dat real ass free ass shit

February 6, 2013
the aliens (by charles bukowski)

you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little
friction or
distress.
they dress well, eat
well, sleep well.
they are contented with
their family
life.
they have moments of
grief
but all in all
they are undisturbed 
and often feel
very good.
and when they die
it is an easy
death, usually in their
sleep. 
you may not believe 
it 
but such people do
exist. 
but I am not one of
them.
oh no, I am not one
of them,
I am not even near
to being
one of 
them 
but they are
there 
and I am 
here.

 

(from “the last night of the earth poems)

February 3, 2013
all i can think about is death, all i can think about is death

the sense of calm i get from listening to ‘gangnam style’

results in a mostly automatic thought process

that often leads to cries of

‘fuck me aggressively on the floor of a skatepark

before i kill again.’

whoever hears me will go deaf for one hundred years

until the next ‘gangnam style’ can truly be realised.

the world will not be ready.

January 16, 2013
alt lit mix

alt lit ppl i wanna make a mix with all ur fav songs, email me ur top 3 songs that u listen to right now and if i get enough mix-worthy songs i will make one and credit you etc vicki.tingle@gmail.com

December 28, 2012
judgejudyisprobablynotavegan:

PARTY DIP by Walter Mackey is a new ebook that’s been written just for you. Merry Christmas.
Click the title or click-through the photo to read.

rly thoroughly enjoyed this

judgejudyisprobablynotavegan:

PARTY DIP by Walter Mackey is a new ebook that’s been written just for you. Merry Christmas.

Click the title or click-through the photo to read.

rly thoroughly enjoyed this

(Source: homosexualsanonymous)

December 22, 2012
xmas feelings

i

on the floor i saw a crumpled post-it

because i was looking downwards

it read, matter-of-factly

‘you are not talented

accept it’

and i nodded in acknowledgement.

ii

what’s it called when you’re twenty-two

and you just stop breathing occasionally

the equivalent to ‘doing your back in’

what is that called.

i need to look that shit up.

iii

i’m caught between a rock and a boner.

right now to me,

my washing machine sounds like

one very boring person

having sex on their own.

seems more fun than what i’m doing rn.

December 14, 2012
crispinbest:

sorryhouse:

words by mira gonzalez & art by michael inscoe

i like these two idiots

crispinbest:

sorryhouse:

words by mira gonzalez & art by michael inscoe

i like these two idiots

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