'Put my ice cream in the oven.' 'Apply some lipstick.' 'Stop winning and criticising.' 'I understand everything just fine thank you.' But she laughs at her own jokes, she misunderstands mostly, she is loved by me.
Another one about my gran. All phrases in parenthesis are fragments of her.
you're wearing bright red lipstick and a little black dress but you are a mess and you can't even give the taxi the right address. You smell of cinnamon and sugar mixed with marijuana and when you laugh I can see the fillings in the back of your mouth and I resist the urge to touch your cheek and feel the curves of your body beneath your clothes. I can taste smoke at the back of your throat and I remember the way you once wrote. I think maybe I'll love you until this ******* has left my veins. What was your name again?
The sun is smiling at you The beach calls you Why are you hiding ?! You're so beautiful, put on your bikini now and go show off your body. Are not you shaved? Your hair on the body is not sin, it was God who put it there. Show the skin, show the veins show your face.
Your face is so beautiful your skin and so lush, but remember what I told you? You're more than that. Your beauty will pass by one day your lush skin will have wrinkles. But your mind and your brain will have knowledge forever.
I like your legs I like your body, I like to see you in every way. You do not need them to find you ****. Put that lingerie on you and show me those stretch marks.
Look in the mirror and say:
Damm! My stretch marks make me a mermaid. My weight makes me happy and I was not made to follow standards.
Beauty standards weaken me And I'm a woman I'm not weak.
I was born strong and no one is going to take that away from me.
I was not born to please those who do not care about me. I am confident and I make of my scars experiences. You need to hear this truth. You do not owe anyone your body. You do not owe anyone your sanity. And even if you change, you will never please everyone. The only person who has to be pleased is me. Today wash your face and leave the makeup, show the freckles, let the skin breathe. But tomorrow if you want to put your lipstick red and slay. Do not let them steal your freedom. You are a butterfly. Free yourself And fly.
Stop selling your brain girl. Stop selling your sanity. They do not deserve the prominence you give them. Remember that you have fire inside.
Seek for yourself in the midst of your imperfections, date with your insecurities.
You need them to feel alive. Do not give them the pleasure of controlling your brain. You are selling your feelings to leeches. Nobody is perfect. Accept this . They do not want to know what you feel. They want to rob you of the right to speak. Take the shine you have inside you And let it flow.
Lipstick kisses, we're both wearing red. I motion her over and onto our bed. Blood red smeared across our lips. I keep her enticed, I straddle her hips. Seductively playing, I'm touching my lips. Long acrylic nails, for us never fails. I show her a ***** and she gently wails.
She's waiting, my sweetheart, I **** her so much. We ****, we're on fire and I wonder, which of us holds the power. I, in all honesty is hoping it's her, 'cause then I'll continue this life in her beautiful blur.
Every time You extend your hand I reach out to emptiness Vacant Words Toying with my emotions You play the game Always winning With your looks Pale skin Red lipstick Smeared on my collar Where your head would lie All of those times you lied You see it differently Of course you do Playing the victim Saying I’m always attached And that’s why you would never Take this dive with me In reality Terrified Of what would happen If you committed to something Other than yourself