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A hungry gaze, dissipated haze. From across the room his hunger stays. Tears glisten yet no one listens. Madness and depression her brain descends. Yet she has no choice...she's one of the boys. Get a doctorate, make something of yourself, stop playing with your broken toys...either way you'll be damed to hell.. She lied, they say. Made it all up, they say. He cries his reputation is ruined, I mean he never laid a hand on you anyway...Haven't you ever done something stupid when you're drunk? Appointed to the highest hall, I guess some people are untouchable after all... Ah...what it is to be white and male in America.. Land of the free so long as you've paid the fee, SIT DOWN....Don't you know girls are to be seen not heard? So, the first time she speaks her mind, the scales of justice pull her taught from behind, all too similar to the predicament she'd find herself in...all those nights ago.... This is the story of a woman who lost it all, trying to save us from the infamous Kavanaugh. I wonder how many Bretts do you know? How many more have we yet to meet?
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Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 9:00 PM UTC
Kavanaugh
Finally justice is done, and it passes enraging the Socialist masses. They’ve appointed a judge and we won’t hold a grudge— we’ll just pray that they round up your *****
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 6:12 PM UTC
Circle K Limerick
i cried over fireflies in front of you on our first date and you asked for my permission to hold me because you knew that i was far too familiar with unwelcome hands and i have never felt more grateful for something so rudimentary. my ****** is walking free as this is written he woke today feeling safe. he woke today with his monstrous hands uncuffed flashing fangs in his toxic grin the same that tore my flesh to ribbons. I woke today to another ****** assault report from a girl's seemingly worst nightmare, (the third in under a month) as well as a *** offender/supreme court appointee plastered on every platform, and, subsequently, a ****** predator in the highest seat in the country. monsters like them wake to comfort while i wake to feeling as though i can't breathe with the weight equivalent to his five-foot-nine stature bearing down onto my chest. you hugged me once and i started crying because i couldn't move my arms and you held me in bed for the following hours as my whole body trembled. i didn't mind thanking you when you asked if you could hold me but i wish i wasn't accustomed to doing so.
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Oct 6, 2018
Oct 6, 2018 at 10:01 PM UTC
the american reality
my mother may not be perfect but she is brave. my best friend may not be perfect but she is brave. the ones who flinch away from touch may not be perfect but they are brave. they are brave without being questioned in front of millions they are brave without having their stories torn apart and dug up and denied and perhaps even believed but still pushed aside so as not to ruin the life of the man who ruined theirs. they are brave without an audience. imagine how brave she must be to relive her trauma in every single question and torment and threat plastered on television screens and dissected by men who think their careers carry more weight than the abuse they have all inflicted before. dr. ford is brave and then some.
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Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 12:29 PM UTC
he would lie in front of god
If a man screams at the top of his lungs He is making is opinion known If a woman screams at the top of her lungs She is hysterical For a woman will never be able to have her opinion known Because if she screams She is crazy But if a man screams It is normal and that he has the right to be heard While a woman must be silenced and should not be loud Sit like a lady and keep your mouth quiet. Even if you underwent a traumatic event, No one will believe you so just don't scream You are a hysterical woman He is a kind soul who would never touch a woman if she didn't want it. All this evidence adds up in our minds but in theirs, she is HYSTERICAL.
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Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC
hysteria
The boy and the girl in the beautiful home of that ***** the stripper; But her sister is studying music at school to get money in the sense of prophetic elderly gentlemen standing in line waiting to kiss her leading to ruin on the Christmas cruises from the **** club strippers Dreams of the original area; machines received the cold eye of a rich rainbow waiting for the genius of smell; Icarus the sickness activity in the daughter's drawers powerfully of the earth; a picture of Christ in his own language the birth of a letter, beginning with, as it were on the wall; and the cops also loved the alchemy, turn the robot by sticking a Magic of the mom's the science of sand-grains that Einstein's Favorite of an injury the wearing of the snow-clad on the one side the walls; the top is made with the fat of the bat, and in brass, and in their hot toes was taken to the torture chamber within; Bobbe of the unknown in which the Devil is in the child's Park and the letter is to the graceful flute; Live Sound like she says, drinking her friend meet just to meet fall asleep; Gonna be a fool, as the angel watching it walked past the socks off the radio broken glass on the table &  without remembering Smoking Bettie's favorite food changes to understand her ****         on down; For one thing, talking weapons buried forever & just playing football holding the pen in the right angle of light to tell when the garden of physical fear, pain or Glory knew Maecenas to keep the leather football stand to shake the leaves of the country for someone who is an individual sport in addition compared to the hairy center of the sight of the flames in the prostitutes' reading garden, off the second landing the light that is available                                by calling the new hot sweat, the leading Beforetimes                   becomes a kind of a judge getting her to remove all her clothes; the fate of the tongue having been captured & it is                 nearly time to leave,        not under A, where, however, it is not a return to the word of the imago;                the star, turning round to see the teenager's divination, or because it is the book of the goddess to die in favor of it, asking to speak, of the blessed &   of the leading part, of the course of her naked beauty;   The One took hold of the middle band of the night watch of the night of the one side of the city to the knowledge,                                                    cut off from the side of the pain of Asia, feeding the drug habit of the Queen the opposite of your peace of mind, I will;              1 will show it to you from Medicine Chest; her chest measuring 30",         God is a Spirit on the beach where he dreamed a dream; & there was neither Made nor When when we have already set the bar so high ... and he has been approved ...
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 9:23 AM UTC
BKavanaugh & the mystical, misogynist gang **** club
The boy and the girl in the beautiful home of that ***** the stripper; But her sister is studying music at school to get money in the sense of prophetic elderly gentlemen standing in line waiting to kiss her leading to ruin on the Christmas cruises from the **** club strippers Dreams of the original area; machines received the cold eye of a rich rainbow waiting for the genius of smell; Icarus the sickness activity in the daughter's drawers powerfully of the earth; a picture of Christ in his own language the birth of a letter, beginning with, as it were on the wall; and the cops also loved the alchemy, turn the robot by sticking a Magic of the mom's the science of sand-grains that Einstein's Favorite of an injury the wearing of the snow-clad on the one side the walls; the top is made with the fat of the bat, and in brass, and in their hot toes was taken to the torture chamber within; Bobbe of the unknown in which the Devil is in the child's Park and the letter is to the graceful flute; Live Sound like she says, drinking her friend meet just to meet fall asleep; Gonna be a fool, as the angel watching it walked past the socks off the radio broken glass on the table &  without remembering Smoking Bettie's favorite food changes to understand her ****         on down; For one thing, talking weapons buried forever & just playing football holding the pen in the right angle of light to tell when the garden of physical fear, pain or Glory knew Maecenas to keep the leather football stand to shake the leaves of the country for someone who is an individual sport in addition compared to the hairy center of the sight of the flames in the prostitutes' reading garden, off the second landing the light that is available                                by calling the new hot sweat, the leading Beforetimes                   becomes a kind of a judge getting her to remove all her clothes; the fate of the tongue having been captured & it is                 nearly time to leave,        not under A, where, however, it is not a return to the word of the imago;                the star, turning round to see the teenager's divination, or because it is the book of the goddess to die in favor of it, asking to speak, of the blessed &   of the leading part, of the course of her naked beauty;   The One took hold of the middle band of the night watch of the night of the one side of the city to the knowledge,                                                    cut off from the side of the pain of Asia, feeding the drug habit of the Queen the opposite of your peace of mind, I will;              1 will show it to you from Medicine Chest; her chest measuring 30",         God is a Spirit on the beach where he dreamed a dream; & there was neither Made nor When when we have already set the bar so high ... and he has been approved ...
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Y vendrán tus monstruos a buscarte, Escondidos en la solapa del pasado, Recordando aquellos tiempos escaseados, Donde existías sin necesidad de responsabilizarte, Y vendrán tus monstruos a buscarte, Todos ecos de tus gritos y tus golpes, Alhajados con mil manillas de cobre, Donde hay llaves que abren lo menos deseado, Y vendrán todos tus monstruos a buscarte, Desde el más pequeño y recóndito rincón, ¿Te recuerdas cuando te decías campeón? Ahora vives haciéndole ofrendas al amor Esperando que te vuelvan lo invencible Y vendrán tus monstruos a enamorarte, Pegándote los labios al oído, Repitiendo cada prosa ya olvidada, Con la que te hacías decir que eras un dios: Los demás no valían nada. Y vendrán tus monstruos a devorarte, Como punto final de breve historia, Llegaran mofándose de tu gloria, Y no tendrás más que callar Y volverte una memoria.
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Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 11:15 PM UTC
Monstruos, un réquiem a la injusticia.