I’m convinced about 60% of men and women who have kids in this country are not fit to be parents. I’m not a judgmental person but if there’s one thing I’ll judge till the day I die, it’s parenting.
With that being said, I’m going to have/adopt like ten of my own and do it right.
In the Name of Poetry
The world isn’t always poetic, my mother
tells me today. I shrug and keep writing
because I’m convinced the entire world is
poetic if you capture the essence of it subtly
like a paintbrush on blank canvas, or the way my diamonds reflect the sun at midday.
I use these poems to solidify memories, to firmly cement the brutal history of my heart
so the world cannot kill me again,
it can only look back at me like this
which doesn’t hurt as much, I think.
Plot twist: Your son is part of a prophecy is this is foreshadowing.
Woke up today with the realization that I’m fucking crazy. Absolutely unhinged. A ticking bomb.
Reminds me of a pregnant friend who says, about her pregnancy cravings, ‘other women crave vanilla, I crave a villa.’
I would love a Spanish villa as well.
Astronomy is a science. It is miles a away from what astrology is, a form of divination, essentially an exploitative scam and crutch for faithless people.
I don’t think MBTI has scientific relevance but it’s a useful tool for me to understand myself and the people around me. I’ve been getting the same result for about a decade.
Sex is a deeply spiritual act, cannot and was never meant to be engaged in outside the sacred boundaries of marriage. One of the greatest downfalls of this society, I’m certain, will be the prevalence of premarital and extramarital sex.
I was brainwashed into believing this stance was ‘backwards’ in my college years but the older I get, the more I realize the wisdom in religious perspectives of sex.
Code Blue in Room 6109
I grieve in fragments /
Outside the hospital window
An obscure gray fog
1. Twas a joke.
2. I’m not a model. I would rather be a janitor for the CIA than degrade myself that way. I perceive my worth as a woman to be too high to use my face and body for promoting purchases.
3. I have known many fashion models, some signed to agencies such as IMG and Wilhelmina LA, as well as non-models who call themselves models bc they post FaceTuned, classless pictures on IG and think they look attractive.
These girls all have a defining set of characteristics that I won’t mention to avoid causing offense. This is partially what my previous comment was playing on, however non-serious it was.
She’s not a model any more than Kylie Jenner is a model. I wouldn’t recommend IG influencers as girlfriends either, there seems to be a disproportionately high rate of ‘fucking around and finding out’ amongst this group.
I’ve lost a lot in the past two years. The sun is finally starting to shine again. I’m happy.
Not always, and when it is, it’s obvious. I’ve never had that happen, personally.
I think the biggest compliments I’ve ever perceived are when people say they will pray for me, because it means they will take a moment out of their time to mention me to God out of pure goodwill and kindness.
Also: the rich and famous are more cursed than blessed. I don’t envy them. Imagine having to live the rest of your days being surrounded by sycophants and leeches trying to get clout or favors.
Reminds me of when Kim K was irrelevant and copied everything Paris Hilton did until she got famous herself.
It’s even worse for single men who have to fight off gold-diggers at every turn. nostr:note1vm0k40w3v2dz8elf7q8q2tsdrmhffuwqwgucll33xrshapa0esqq6hg67x
Apparently, eating meat can also lead to using the wrong ‘you’re’
Sorry, it’s true
What I lack in imagination, I compensate for in zaps.