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Midsummering
Hey, sweet boy, you think you’re the devil, I don’t dare tell you the truth, because I like to let you dream, and just like me, you need to see yourself, through a certain frame, waiting for yourself to be the worst, so you can strive and thrive, for something else. So, I let you,…
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Comic Sans
I saw that the tories had done an ad, in comic sans, and honestly, I fucking lost it. We are truly in the comic sans timeline. I guess everything is funny, classic Dom, classic Boris, classic cunts, not giving a fuck, that while they play games, the pawns and pieces are begging for just one…
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New Visual Poem – Baking
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In Which Jennifer Asserts Herself, For The Very First Time
If you ever get the urge to look me up, to hook up, to check up, on what I’m up to, don’t. I’ve spent so long, trying to stand up, to grow up to be the person I knew I had the power to be, before I met you. You’re not the worst person I’ve…
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Release Your Feminism As A Single
Art is ludicrous. Art is loud. Art is your heart, finding flight, glowing and gliding, colliding with the limits you live by, growing and shining, until your heart casts a shadow, that leaves you so sure, that the whole world could be yours, if you wanted it. Yes, Art is loud, ludicrous, life changing, heartbreaking,…