2022-02-25 at 5:52 PM UTC
Sometimes I just want to get a fake orange spray tan and bleach my hair blonde and wear Hollister and A&F and American Eagle and Uggs exclusively and wear frosted lipgloss and make ducklips faces and care about Jersey Shore and Gossip Girl. because apparently “nice” dudes hate when girls do that because it’s “fake”, it’s “slutty”, it’s overdone/tasteless/”dumb” but fuck you. Everything is fake. All persona is persona including what you’ve been conditioned to perceive as a “neutral”/”inoffensive” appearance.
Because I don’t want your “respect”, and I certainly don’t need your advice on how to “respect” a body. I don’t need your fake concern about skin cancer and burns on my scalp when my body doesn’t even feel like mine sometimes. When breast cancer becomes selling sex to teenage boys who wouldn’t tell you about the lump in your breast they felt while they were feeling you up. Your concern for my body will always be mediocre until it is mine to create/destroy/create, and even then it wouldn’t even matter because you do not inhabit this flesh, or these organs, or this mucus/snot/bile/blood/spit/fluid/fluid/fluid. So stop trying to crawl into my bed of skin, asshole. Stop trying to own my ugliness. you can’t have it. Too bad, so sad.
I don’t want you to wait before I leave the room to talk about how gross I am. I want my skin to be greasy and leave big orange stains on every man who touches me and who I choose to touch. I want my hair to make you puke. I want my clothes to remind you of how capitalism lives in tube tops and booty shorts just as well as it does in jeans and a t-shirt or whatever the fuck makes you feel like the girl you wanna fuck is real “authentic”, real “down-to-earth” or whatever. I want to remind you that every picture is posed. No expression can be pure when you can see the camera and the camera can see you. I want you to know that I spent three goddamn hours straightening my hair and putting on my eyeliner over and over again and removing it over and over again so there’s light grey rings under my eyes and when I reapplied my lipgloss for the 20th time tonight in the backseat of my best friend’s car it hit a pothole so it’s smudging against my lipliner and I’m still not “sexy” to your pretentious John Lennon art school ass. My labor is MINE, and it’s ugly because God loves ugly. I wasn’t put on this earth to give you a hard on. I want to scream and drink and grind to shitty club music because I want to scare the living shit out of you. I want you to go home and post a Facebook update about how “our generation is doomed” and get twenty likes from all your pretentious John Lennon art school friends and all your fedora-wearing self-entitled pasty sarcastic bros and all your Edgewatch xvx police officers and all your “nice guy” indie rock microbrew date rapists who all secretly wish they could make a man want to remove himself from this earth just by getting a spray tan.
I don’t want you to want to fuck me, BRO. I want you to have to look at me. I want to be the bright orange flesh you don’t want to fuck but you also can’t ignore. I want you to be very, very scared of what is going to come out of my mouth. I want you to cringe at the sound of my voice because it is both too feminine and too loud. your disgust makes me even louder, even more powerful. and it’s so funny to me, so funny to me, because you know and I know we are both just pretending we aren’t aware that deep down you so badly wish you could be a monster, too.
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2022-02-25 at 6:02 PM UTC
I, too, want to leave orange splotches on people after they touch me.
I was hoping that was gonna be the baby head bashing entry. (I didn't skip over it, did I?
Did you write this one?
2022-02-25 at 6:07 PM UTC
Sudo
Black Hole
[my hereto riemannian peach]
First part reminds me of the song "tango" by Lady sovereign
Rest is equally dope. Gonna post this as a Facebook status
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2022-02-25 at 6:19 PM UTC
frala
Avant garde shartist
Chuck Palahniuk wanted to be Snooki?
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2022-02-25 at 8:37 PM UTC
Feels like this should go somewhere in About around the 'What's your stance on the obesity crisis?'. It has the same vibe.
2022-02-25 at 9:03 PM UTC
Thought this was about Nonce fuel when I saw the title
2022-02-25 at 9:09 PM UTC
The author of this post has returned to nothingness
2022-02-25 at 9:18 PM UTC
Sudo
Black Hole
[my hereto riemannian peach]
Chuck palalllalalalak is gay and his father was murdered by the jealous ex boyfriend of a woman he went on a first date with and he advocated for the death penalty. These are two things about him that seem surprising at first then make perfect sense within the context of his writing the more you think about it
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