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"lesbians" poems
If (WO)men are the ones that suffer an exacerbated amount Of the violence, the **** the abuse, and everything that comes with and from struggle and alienation; it is because of their femininity that men at times have come to believe that their contributions soften institutions. That at times throughout history neither capitalism, neoliberalism nor revolutionary experiments like that of Cuba have placed femininity as compatible with progress or resolution. In which case femininity must be hidden, silenced, or displaced with no purpose or place to belong. Thus everyone closely associated with this femininity such as homosexuals, transgendered (WO)men, and "effeminate" males, (ignoring, subverting and negating the lesbian identity because of their gender) have come to be marginalized by a structural system of exclusion. (WO)men carrying the highest burden for originating the associative distinction Homosexuals battling to find love by constantly having to assert their masculinity Transgendered (Wo)men afraid of expressing their through identity. Lesbians fighting to legitimize their own identity separate from the directives ascribed onto them by virtue of being born women. Males who are labeled effeminate because of their sympathy toward those who struggle and are alienated. And every other individual who refuses to deliver to give a marker to their identity and a degree to their femininity. Hold fast in your femininity and embrace the rancor that society grants you As a homosexual I speak with you brother and sister, not for you Realize that our self-ascribed degrees of femininity and identity are as revolutionary and transformative, and thus necessary, as those of Che Guevara, Mohammed Ali, Harriet Tubman, or the Dali Lama. That because we have decided to embrace our degrees of femininity, problematic to any movement, at one point or another, we have inadvertently decided to align our selves with those who are alienated the most by the systems in which they live. So that in this way we must make our struggles deliberate and political. Let our degrees of femininity become legitimizing banners of solidarity for anyone who suffers in any corner of the world.
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Mar 10, 2013
Mar 10, 2013 at 12:48 AM UTC
Revolutionary Solidarity (Embracing Our Femininity)
If (WO)men are the ones that suffer an exacerbated amount Of the violence, the **** the abuse, and everything that comes with and from struggle and alienation; it is because of their femininity that men at times have come to believe that their contributions soften institutions. That at times throughout history neither capitalism, neoliberalism nor revolutionary experiments like that of Cuba have placed femininity as compatible with progress or resolution. In which case femininity must be hidden, silenced, or displaced with no purpose or place to belong. Thus everyone closely associated with this femininity such as homosexuals, transgendered (WO)men, and "effeminate" males, (ignoring, subverting and negating the lesbian identity because of their gender) have come to be marginalized by a structural system of exclusion. (WO)men carrying the highest burden for originating the associative distinction Homosexuals battling to find love by constantly having to assert their masculinity Transgendered (Wo)men afraid of expressing their through identity. Lesbians fighting to legitimize their own identity separate from the directives ascribed onto them by virtue of being born women. Males who are labeled effeminate because of their sympathy toward those who struggle and are alienated. And every other individual who refuses to deliver to give a marker to their identity and a degree to their femininity. Hold fast in your femininity and embrace the rancor that society grants you As a homosexual I speak with you brother and sister, not for you Realize that our self-ascribed degrees of femininity and identity are as revolutionary and transformative, and thus necessary, as those of Che Guevara, Mohammed Ali, Harriet Tubman, or the Dali Lama. That because we have decided to embrace our degrees of femininity, problematic to any movement, at one point or another, we have inadvertently decided to align our selves with those who are alienated the most by the systems in which they live. So that in this way we must make our struggles deliberate and political. Let our degrees of femininity become legitimizing banners of solidarity for anyone who suffers in any corner of the world.
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I'm a Barbie Girl, in a Barbie World. Life's fantastic: I feel like plastic, aiming for an eighteen-inch waist because I can afford to throw my internal organs away. I feel like plastic, having to choose between eating and breathing with not enough space for two tubes. I feel like plastic, a thirty-nine inch bust and three times the forehead. I feel like plastic, a size nine squeezed to a three, spending three to nine avoiding mealtime because my weight loss book says 'Don't eat.' I'm a Barbie Girl, in a Barbie World. Life's fantastic, but... I'm not plastic. I've sat here listening while you complain about society but I don't think you realize that society is made by you. You complain about masks but you're masked by your poetry and trust me, it's trendy: Psychiatry. A bottle of capsules captures your soul and your dreams, fading reality. I cannot be defined because a definition leaves no room for change and I am a flame, ready to burn the cardboard box of priority you put over me. All the cool kids are lesbians and thespians on about repressions and I care, I do, I mean... I'm standing here among you. But words are just air. You can stand on this stage and tell me I'm beautiful, but I am more than my face so disregard my mild distaste for your inspirational speech. Now, this... This isn't a call for help. This is a call to arms. This is a battle cry because I am sick of waiting for a future that should've happened yesterday. So use this air to live the words you say and rally. Do not soothe, because we've already been cocooned by soothed reality in Shawnee, Johnson County. I'm a real girl, in a real world. Life's fantastic, and I refuse to be plastic, aiming for generic weight range based on content, not scale number. I refuse to be plastic, a neck moulded perfectly for both eating and breathing so I don't have to choose. I refuse to be plastic, a bust that you don't need to be sizing when I've got eyes a green not of romanticized meadows but of drunken puke. I refuse to be plastic, a size nine foot in a size nine shoe, spending three to nine enjoying my meal times, because my weight loss book is chucked down the chute. I'm a living girl in a beautiful world. Life's fantastic, because I'm not plastic.
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Feb 11, 2015
Feb 11, 2015 at 4:24 PM UTC
Barbie Girl
I'm a Barbie Girl, in a Barbie World. Life's fantastic: I feel like plastic, aiming for an eighteen-inch waist because I can afford to throw my internal organs away. I feel like plastic, having to choose between eating and breathing with not enough space for two tubes. I feel like plastic, a thirty-nine inch bust and three times the forehead. I feel like plastic, a size nine squeezed to a three, spending three to nine avoiding mealtime because my weight loss book says 'Don't eat.' I'm a Barbie Girl, in a Barbie World. Life's fantastic, but... I'm not plastic. I've sat here listening while you complain about society but I don't think you realize that society is made by you. You complain about masks but you're masked by your poetry and trust me, it's trendy: Psychiatry. A bottle of capsules captures your soul and your dreams, fading reality. I cannot be defined because a definition leaves no room for change and I am a flame, ready to burn the cardboard box of priority you put over me. All the cool kids are lesbians and thespians on about repressions and I care, I do, I mean... I'm standing here among you. But words are just air. You can stand on this stage and tell me I'm beautiful, but I am more than my face so disregard my mild distaste for your inspirational speech. Now, this... This isn't a call for help. This is a call to arms. This is a battle cry because I am sick of waiting for a future that should've happened yesterday. So use this air to live the words you say and rally. Do not soothe, because we've already been cocooned by soothed reality in Shawnee, Johnson County. I'm a real girl, in a real world. Life's fantastic, and I refuse to be plastic, aiming for generic weight range based on content, not scale number. I refuse to be plastic, a neck moulded perfectly for both eating and breathing so I don't have to choose. I refuse to be plastic, a bust that you don't need to be sizing when I've got eyes a green not of romanticized meadows but of drunken puke. I refuse to be plastic, a size nine foot in a size nine shoe, spending three to nine enjoying my meal times, because my weight loss book is chucked down the chute. I'm a living girl in a beautiful world. Life's fantastic, because I'm not plastic.
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*let us to the chase cut, love lesbians for we value the same thing... a woman's beauty, a woman's way of seeing, a god-miracle, walking down the street, can barely breathe, his female creatures delightful, want want want want the fullness of their presence, in my life, even just, my eyes, adoration of the magi they make me, real, they make me, life worth living, this is art appreciation, load and life bearing, they humble, gentle this birth-cursed man, they make me who I am... better*
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May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 5:14 AM UTC
why lesbians turn me on...
Lev. 20:13 "If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them shall be put to death for their abominable deed; they have forfeited their lives." This was said to make sure the population on earth grew, which it did. God was NOT saying this because it will always be wrong. They are just regular people and this is where they belong. Homosexuals are the same as everybody else. This is equality that they strive for because no one is better than the other. We are all from the same God, and we are all sisters and brothers. This is not a disease and this is not something you can change. They were born like that, it is not something that you were taught. I was born with brown hair, this is not something that is forethought. Why does it matter so much what your ****** orientation is? That is that person's business, not ours to judge. We have no right to judge and all of this homophobia is actually just a carnage. We call ourselves Christian, but is this actually living in the true image of God. Have you not heard "Do onto others as you would have them do onto you?" That is the golden rule and how would you like it if it were heterosexuals that were hated anew? God made all of His children in His image. Do you honestly think that God would turn away His own children because they were born Homosexuals? With all of this hate and anger, turning away people that could be our friends, well we aren't humans; we are actually animals. Why is it that now they get the same benefits as the people who are straight? Why has this taken so long to do? Are they not the same as everybody else that we know? There are many things that are wrong with society, this homophobia needs to stop so why must we forgo? If two people love each other so much to remain together for the rest of their life, then let them. Homophobia is wrong. God loves all of his children headlong. And to all those gays and lesbians out there, STAY STRONG.
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Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 2:59 PM UTC
Homophobia
Lev. 20:13 "If a man lies with a male as with a woman, both of them shall be put to death for their abominable deed; they have forfeited their lives." This was said to make sure the population on earth grew, which it did. God was NOT saying this because it will always be wrong. They are just regular people and this is where they belong. Homosexuals are the same as everybody else. This is equality that they strive for because no one is better than the other. We are all from the same God, and we are all sisters and brothers. This is not a disease and this is not something you can change. They were born like that, it is not something that you were taught. I was born with brown hair, this is not something that is forethought. Why does it matter so much what your ****** orientation is? That is that person's business, not ours to judge. We have no right to judge and all of this homophobia is actually just a carnage. We call ourselves Christian, but is this actually living in the true image of God. Have you not heard "Do onto others as you would have them do onto you?" That is the golden rule and how would you like it if it were heterosexuals that were hated anew? God made all of His children in His image. Do you honestly think that God would turn away His own children because they were born Homosexuals? With all of this hate and anger, turning away people that could be our friends, well we aren't humans; we are actually animals. Why is it that now they get the same benefits as the people who are straight? Why has this taken so long to do? Are they not the same as everybody else that we know? There are many things that are wrong with society, this homophobia needs to stop so why must we forgo? If two people love each other so much to remain together for the rest of their life, then let them. Homophobia is wrong. God loves all of his children headlong. And to all those gays and lesbians out there, STAY STRONG.
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Is it right to be judge just because we like different opposite ***  we hear this everyday talking about we gonna to sin just because we like what we like and I love they way I'm and I don't care if society Judge us who are you just because I proud lesbian/ stud and it's doesn't make any sense to me no more just caused people don't agree with us and tearing me apart but oh well. Being in a world that people judge you because of your choice of clothes you wear and how you want to wear it cause that make you comfortable being you and not worried about what society have to say. Being proud of yourself. Being part of the LGBTQ Community is a great thing to be in cause there is a alot of Iove that they show us for being ourself and nobody else can't change that cause we are comfortable in our own skin and being happy because we found who we are and what we like. I'm glad that I found out what I like and what I don't like for years cause I was scare what will society will think of me being a lesbian cause we get judge all the time for liking female and not men cause it's a sin for liking them but I don't care what society thinks cause I'm glad that I'm in the LGBTQ Community.
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Apr 23, 2015
Apr 23, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
society vs lesbians
America the great? No, America is hate. Divided by supremacy yet, we're called "United" States. The unfortunate reality but, I still have faith that we'll get through this together, that we'll make it through these days. Through all these mixed emotions I just want to say, this is what it's come to and NO, IT'S NOT OKAY. To all my people who are hurting, I feel you & your pain. This is "America" & it's a ******* disgrace. To Mexican & African Americans & gays, lesbians, bisexuals, transgenders, I pray. Muslims, queers, intersexuals, stay safe. Asexuals, low income, & women, have strength. To all the disabled and victims of **** & to those that suffer from constant dismay, I feel for you, I feel your pain. Through love and unity our strength shall remain.
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Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 1:01 AM UTC
2016 Elections
I’m an angry feminist because women are told that their place is in the kitchen I’m an angry feminist because walking by myself at night is never safe I’m an angry feminist because men want 4 wives while they can't handle one properly I’m an angry feminist because I was told to sit right and close my legs I’m an angry feminist because she was asking for it is still an excuse I’m an angry feminist because women are killed because they “betrayed” the family honor I’m an angry feminist because we teach girls how not to get ***** but not boys not to **** I'm an angry feminist because girls are sexually assaulted no matter how modestly or immodestly they are dressed I’m an angry feminist because we are told to shut up when a man speaks I’m an angry feminist because women are still beaten by their partners I’m an angry feminist because women are still judged by the appearance only I’m an angry feminist because women are still faking ******* I'm an angry feminist because your sexist jokes are never funny I’m an angry feminist because we should never say no to a man or he will feel offended...oooh i have pity on them.. poor creatures I’m an angry feminist because people still don't know what a feminist means Lesbians who hate men they say
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Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 9:01 AM UTC
feminist
I went to church today I don't know what I was trying to find Hopes? Dreams? A figure to follow and some worthy morals? I wanted advice, I wanted to feel alive I left there with these words resonating in my head "Homosexuality and suicide are abominable" a short phrase that sums the fancy and elaborated speech of the preacher Only the sinful suffer, and I guess that's why I am troubled. I've thought of suicide jokingly and seductively more times that I could possibly count I have kissed girls and I am openly attracted to them I am not afraid of saying it and with respect, showing it. According to the bible; Lesbians and gays was a punishment for not obeying God Suicide is a way of controlling your faith And the only one that has power over you is the Lord. God gives you what he thinks you deserve He knows you since before you where born and because of that he is more responsible of yourself than yourself itself. Your brains are too small how dare you to contradict the all powerful one with such disturbing thoughts? He created all and everything, all and nothing He knows what he is doing, and in no way you can try to question him I felt more small and insignificant than ever, How did a invisible figure matter more than my logical arguments? Can't I decide what I want? Isn't it my body and my emotions the one in play? There's other 8 billion people and you try to guilt trip me because I want to end it all? Sinners will suffer only the prayer can save you, you can't save yourself, God will save you. Isn't it better to try to put myself together? Wouldn't I be learning more with that experience? Instead of repeating words of prayers, shouldn't It try to save myself or solve the problems? How dare you to contradict the all powerful one with such disturbing thoughts! If God chooses to give you what he believes is right Then why am I the one in so much pain? Why good things doesn't happen to good people and to the bad ones bad things? Is it because the bad ones will always pray? I went to church today I tried to find support, I wanted to confess "Hey, I want to **** myself" I thought that well... If so many people could feel happy by worshiping I didn't loose anything by trying I instead ended up gaining: guilt, trouble, and a feeling that I will burn in hell
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May 22, 2013
May 22, 2013 at 2:31 AM UTC
I went to church today
I went to church today I don't know what I was trying to find Hopes? Dreams? A figure to follow and some worthy morals? I wanted advice, I wanted to feel alive I left there with these words resonating in my head "Homosexuality and suicide are abominable" a short phrase that sums the fancy and elaborated speech of the preacher Only the sinful suffer, and I guess that's why I am troubled. I've thought of suicide jokingly and seductively more times that I could possibly count I have kissed girls and I am openly attracted to them I am not afraid of saying it and with respect, showing it. According to the bible; Lesbians and gays was a punishment for not obeying God Suicide is a way of controlling your faith And the only one that has power over you is the Lord. God gives you what he thinks you deserve He knows you since before you where born and because of that he is more responsible of yourself than yourself itself. Your brains are too small how dare you to contradict the all powerful one with such disturbing thoughts? He created all and everything, all and nothing He knows what he is doing, and in no way you can try to question him I felt more small and insignificant than ever, How did a invisible figure matter more than my logical arguments? Can't I decide what I want? Isn't it my body and my emotions the one in play? There's other 8 billion people and you try to guilt trip me because I want to end it all? Sinners will suffer only the prayer can save you, you can't save yourself, God will save you. Isn't it better to try to put myself together? Wouldn't I be learning more with that experience? Instead of repeating words of prayers, shouldn't It try to save myself or solve the problems? How dare you to contradict the all powerful one with such disturbing thoughts! If God chooses to give you what he believes is right Then why am I the one in so much pain? Why good things doesn't happen to good people and to the bad ones bad things? Is it because the bad ones will always pray? I went to church today I tried to find support, I wanted to confess "Hey, I want to **** myself" I thought that well... If so many people could feel happy by worshiping I didn't loose anything by trying I instead ended up gaining: guilt, trouble, and a feeling that I will burn in hell
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My most favorite thing Is when they still have long hair And dress like guys do now Not super baggy pants But not form fitting either And you take them to bed, Or, knowing stems, They take you to bed. And all that manliness About them is still Just barely there, In the slope of their shoulders And the way their hands touch you But then they get undressed And it's the most beautiful Combination Of boy and girl. They're so fresh and confident But not cocky They're respectful and talented And it's like they try to only Show the manly side But then you get into bed And it's like unwrapping A present That only gets better Every time you unwrap it A little piece of their femininity Uncovered just for you, In that moment only.
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Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 6:46 AM UTC
My Favorite Thing About Stems, Butches, Chapstick Lesbians
humanity’s great at ignoring ****** abuse, assault, and **** but when it happens again, humanity’s mouth is agape humanity’s great at calling girls ****** and ***** and disregarding people’s burns and cuts humanity’s great at sneering at lesbians and gays and watching people starve themselves for days humanity’s great at letting kids use drugs as an escape and ignoring all the overdoses that are about to take shape humanity’s great at ridiculing masculine girls and feminine boys and playing with people’s minds as if they are mere toys humanity’s great at starting wars over religion and race thinking that violence will put people in their place humanity fights all its battles with no mercy or grace and when humanity realizes his mistake don’t expect him to show his face expect nothing but for him to plead his case and his excuse is that everyone but him is an utter disgrace humanity’s great at denying people their rights humanity’s even better at reading people their last rites humanity’s the best at acting like nothing’s wrong humanity’s the best at playing along when really everything around him is falling apart but don’t you know, humanity has no heart
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Oct 26, 2018
Oct 26, 2018 at 12:11 PM UTC
what humanity is best at
What is *** Society paints it as an equation ***** plus ****** *********** What is virginity? A concept made up To keep girls locked down The breaking of the ***** Then do lesbians have *** Are they still virgins? Is their *** invalid? No. Oral counts. ********* counts. **** counts. *** is *** **** is ****
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Jul 28, 2017
Jul 28, 2017 at 4:26 AM UTC
#4 ********* is **** Too
I was invited over with my best friend Ken To play some pool , do downers , and drink some gin Susan and Lea were live-in Lesbians All of us real good friends from a long time ago , you know , from a way back when We had a blast playing pool I was hot hot that night I was wiping up the table Made every shot in sight By one a.m. my head began to spin I lay down upon the couch Then said goodbye to Ken Then all turned quite except for the scampering of mice Then something else I felt as Lea stark naked was sliding in She started stripping off my clothes Soon all was skin to skin She licked and ****** scratched and pinned She ravaged me like a beast I could not satisfy her whims No not in the least of them She made me toast Jellied up my behind Buttered up my navel I thought I had died or surely lost my mind After hours of lustful bliss We fell asleep until when she woke me up and said "My car , can you fix it again ?"
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 12:24 PM UTC
I Made Love To A Lesbian (Adult Only)
**IMMEDIATELY PLEASE REMOVE ALL OF MY INFORMATION FROM YOUR DATA BASE FORTHWITH.  ALSO, ADVISE ANY AND ALL CONTRACTORS, SUB-CONTRACTORS, AGENTS, SUB-AGENTS, AFFILIATES, PARTNERS, COLLEAGUES, ASSOCIATES, CLIENTS, WEBMASTERS, WEB BASED LINKS, WINKS, TWINKS, COLONEL CLINCKS, BOSSES, CO-WORKERS, EMPLOYEES, VENDORS, SUPPLIERS, SALESMEN, ASCCOUNT REPS/EXCS, ACCOUNTANTS, BROKERS, CO-BROKERS, HACKERS, SLACKERS, WHACKERS, JERKS, PIMPS, HOES, HOBOS, BUMS, DERELICTS, DEGENERATES, DOPERS, DEALERS, TWEEKERS, GAMBLERS, RAMBLERS, SOLICITORS, SIDEKICKS, COHORTS, WINGMEN, WHEELMEN, LOOKOUTS, OUTLAWS, IN-LAWS, RELATIVES, FIANCES, GIRLFRIENDS, BOYFRIENDS, FAMILY, FRIENDS, ENEMIES, EVIL NEMISIS', CANVASSERS, INQUIRERS, QUEERS, QUEENS, COWBOYS, KINGS, **** DRAGS, HAGS, HETEROS, HOMOS, TONY ROMOS, FEMALE IMPERSONATORS, (PRE OR POST) MALE IMPERSONATORS, ***** ***** VAN ***** **** VAN **** LESBIANS, LIARS, BUYERS, CRYERS, CIGAR SMOKERS, CARPET MUNCHERS, RUG RATS, TODDLERS, TEENAGERS, YOUNGSTERS, SENIORS, SUCKERS, TRUCKERS, MOTHER shut yer mouth, LAW MAKERS, LAWYERS, ATTORNEYS, JUDGES, POLITICIANS, PECKERWOODS, LEADERS, FOLLOWERS, DISCIPLES, PROPHETS, EVANGELISTS, SAVIORS, SINNERS, SAINTS, SOOTHSAYERS, MEDICINE MEN, GYPSYS, TRAMPS, AND THIEVES, WITCHES, WARLOCKS, VAMPIRES, LYCANS, ZOMBIES, WAR MONGERS, PROTESTERS, SOLIDERS, GENERALS, GOVERNORS, PRESIDENTS, PATRIOTS, PACKERS, LIONS, BEARS, BROWNS, BLACKHAWKS, REDWINGS, RIGHT WING, LIBERALS, OR LAW BIDING CITIZENS, THEY ARE NOT TO CONTACT ME AND LOOSE MY NUMBER. BUT IF YOU SEE MY MOM, TELL HER TO CALL ME. ........................................................................BA-ZING....................................................................**
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Dec 27, 2013
Dec 27, 2013 at 9:47 AM UTC
SPAMMER SMACKDOWN
**IMMEDIATELY PLEASE REMOVE ALL OF MY INFORMATION FROM YOUR DATA BASE FORTHWITH.  ALSO, ADVISE ANY AND ALL CONTRACTORS, SUB-CONTRACTORS, AGENTS, SUB-AGENTS, AFFILIATES, PARTNERS, COLLEAGUES, ASSOCIATES, CLIENTS, WEBMASTERS, WEB BASED LINKS, WINKS, TWINKS, COLONEL CLINCKS, BOSSES, CO-WORKERS, EMPLOYEES, VENDORS, SUPPLIERS, SALESMEN, ASCCOUNT REPS/EXCS, ACCOUNTANTS, BROKERS, CO-BROKERS, HACKERS, SLACKERS, WHACKERS, JERKS, PIMPS, HOES, HOBOS, BUMS, DERELICTS, DEGENERATES, DOPERS, DEALERS, TWEEKERS, GAMBLERS, RAMBLERS, SOLICITORS, SIDEKICKS, COHORTS, WINGMEN, WHEELMEN, LOOKOUTS, OUTLAWS, IN-LAWS, RELATIVES, FIANCES, GIRLFRIENDS, BOYFRIENDS, FAMILY, FRIENDS, ENEMIES, EVIL NEMISIS', CANVASSERS, INQUIRERS, QUEERS, QUEENS, COWBOYS, KINGS, **** DRAGS, HAGS, HETEROS, HOMOS, TONY ROMOS, FEMALE IMPERSONATORS, (PRE OR POST) MALE IMPERSONATORS, ***** ***** VAN ***** **** VAN **** LESBIANS, LIARS, BUYERS, CRYERS, CIGAR SMOKERS, CARPET MUNCHERS, RUG RATS, TODDLERS, TEENAGERS, YOUNGSTERS, SENIORS, SUCKERS, TRUCKERS, MOTHER shut yer mouth, LAW MAKERS, LAWYERS, ATTORNEYS, JUDGES, POLITICIANS, PECKERWOODS, LEADERS, FOLLOWERS, DISCIPLES, PROPHETS, EVANGELISTS, SAVIORS, SINNERS, SAINTS, SOOTHSAYERS, MEDICINE MEN, GYPSYS, TRAMPS, AND THIEVES, WITCHES, WARLOCKS, VAMPIRES, LYCANS, ZOMBIES, WAR MONGERS, PROTESTERS, SOLIDERS, GENERALS, GOVERNORS, PRESIDENTS, PATRIOTS, PACKERS, LIONS, BEARS, BROWNS, BLACKHAWKS, REDWINGS, RIGHT WING, LIBERALS, OR LAW BIDING CITIZENS, THEY ARE NOT TO CONTACT ME AND LOOSE MY NUMBER. BUT IF YOU SEE MY MOM, TELL HER TO CALL ME. ........................................................................BA-ZING....................................................................**
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It drives me insane when people see me holding a girls hand and ask “So who’s the guy? You know, who wears the pants?” I want to scream and say WE ARE LESBIANS. Firstly, neither of us are ever wearing any pants. I want to scream and say WE ARE LESBIANS, and i’m angry because lesbian does not always have to mean woman but where did you get man from? I’m angry because maybe sometimes one of us does identify as a guy. A gay boi with an I. A soft boy. A proud hairy legged 5”4 boy. A drinking pints in the pub with my dad and us both liking that same woman’s tattoo boy. A cries every day boy. A feels cool when drinking beer boy. A boy that had to teach themself to like beer boy. A boy who sometimes does not feel like a boy. A boy. A boy. Oh boy. Boys. You see, this question is confusing for me because when I was fourteen, my boyfriend and I would joke that I was the one wearing the pants, even though at that point I was very much still wearing skirts and hiding behind butt-length hair and also watching the L Word in secret when I got home from school but that’s besides the point. This question is obviously as confusing for you as it is for me because in your mind you see two pairs of **** holding hands on the tube and think: Lesbians. Now, which one’s the man? And I think to myself, there are two ways to answer this: Number 1: So I know lesbian is supposed to mean woman on woman, two vaginas, ********** strap-ons, veganism, art degrees (and a lot of this is true but let’s not stereotype). So I know that to you, although we appear to be two women, two snap-back wearing, sports-bra bearing- I mean I thought about writing ***** tearing here but it just doesn’t seem appropriate- women, the funny thing is that erm, you see, gender and sexuality: as different as my dad to my mum’s other ex-husband. We are not a man and a woman. We are two people and what do pants have to do with it? We are two people and why does one of us always have to be a man? We are two people and the awkward part of the point i’m making is that sometimes I don’t feel like a woman but you wouldn’t know that so let me say: we are not a man and a woman. We did not ask for your confrontation, we are not your designated driver, your answer sheet to an exam you haven’t sat yet, your house party when your parents go away, your girlfriend that you think is obliged to **** your **** even though you will not go anywhere near her ****  You are not our three year old son who asks too many inappropriate questions. To you, we are strangers and to answer your question, you seem to think that you’re wearing the pants here. So wear them. By the way, Number 2: **** off.
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Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 12:13 PM UTC
Who Wears the Pants
It drives me insane when people see me holding a girls hand and ask “So who’s the guy? You know, who wears the pants?” I want to scream and say WE ARE LESBIANS. Firstly, neither of us are ever wearing any pants. I want to scream and say WE ARE LESBIANS, and i’m angry because lesbian does not always have to mean woman but where did you get man from? I’m angry because maybe sometimes one of us does identify as a guy. A gay boi with an I. A soft boy. A proud hairy legged 5”4 boy. A drinking pints in the pub with my dad and us both liking that same woman’s tattoo boy. A cries every day boy. A feels cool when drinking beer boy. A boy that had to teach themself to like beer boy. A boy who sometimes does not feel like a boy. A boy. A boy. Oh boy. Boys. You see, this question is confusing for me because when I was fourteen, my boyfriend and I would joke that I was the one wearing the pants, even though at that point I was very much still wearing skirts and hiding behind butt-length hair and also watching the L Word in secret when I got home from school but that’s besides the point. This question is obviously as confusing for you as it is for me because in your mind you see two pairs of **** holding hands on the tube and think: Lesbians. Now, which one’s the man? And I think to myself, there are two ways to answer this: Number 1: So I know lesbian is supposed to mean woman on woman, two vaginas, ********** strap-ons, veganism, art degrees (and a lot of this is true but let’s not stereotype). So I know that to you, although we appear to be two women, two snap-back wearing, sports-bra bearing- I mean I thought about writing ***** tearing here but it just doesn’t seem appropriate- women, the funny thing is that erm, you see, gender and sexuality: as different as my dad to my mum’s other ex-husband. We are not a man and a woman. We are two people and what do pants have to do with it? We are two people and why does one of us always have to be a man? We are two people and the awkward part of the point i’m making is that sometimes I don’t feel like a woman but you wouldn’t know that so let me say: we are not a man and a woman. We did not ask for your confrontation, we are not your designated driver, your answer sheet to an exam you haven’t sat yet, your house party when your parents go away, your girlfriend that you think is obliged to **** your **** even though you will not go anywhere near her ****  You are not our three year old son who asks too many inappropriate questions. To you, we are strangers and to answer your question, you seem to think that you’re wearing the pants here. So wear them. By the way, Number 2: **** off.
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Everywhere my eyes turn i see fear, I see it in the frown lines, The wrinkles of a baby boys gaze, In the fog of anger, The challenge of their daily haze. Everywhere my eyes turn; injustice, The black man with his head hung, The lesbians struggle with their shame, Unnatural hatred, The reality of the blame. This is the fight.
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Aug 31, 2012
Aug 31, 2012 at 12:31 PM UTC
Fear And Injustice
On its back, The cockroach, In a jacket of red wings, Slender legs, And bulging abdomen, Like the tummy of African statesman, Its legs wallowing in despair, In the air, Stamping the spread eagled, Hind and forelimbs, Of the poor anthropod, Kicking and waving, A cry for the succor, To be freed from ebola, Or breaking the *** tether, Or un-doing strong bonds of poverty, Three districts under leprosy, In the domain of the bull’s eye, Where lesbians and gays swallow raw fate, Its salient manifestation, Then the cockroach kicks silently, Anticipating for salvage, But when the domain owner comes, He steps with full weight, His foot dressed in military boots, From the previous legacy of Che Gue Vara, On the belly of the kakerlag at Berlin Wall, Bursting its stomach but hopscotch, Spilling the white stuff out, Of poverty and mental dilemma, Amid hopelessness in future and history, As terrorism mires tomorrow, When China reigns today, At mercy of contemporary panjandrums, Moving from white to black And from black to face book, Killing those who fall in commercial love, As if money is the ***** for nuptial night, But only to go forth ignobled, Without making momentous affinity, In the realm of ill fated cockroach back-dom, Sending Mafousian Egypt to Swedish table, Without scorn and regard for true African blood, Where will I apologize? If the ****** bug Enters my head and heart, To blind my logical eyes, Only to open wide The senses that see and feel Religion and race; O! Al Qaeda!
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Dec 4, 2014
Dec 4, 2014 at 6:17 AM UTC
THE COCKROACH ON ITS BACK
On its back, The cockroach, In a jacket of red wings, Slender legs, And bulging abdomen, Like the tummy of African statesman, Its legs wallowing in despair, In the air, Stamping the spread eagled, Hind and forelimbs, Of the poor anthropod, Kicking and waving, A cry for the succor, To be freed from ebola, Or breaking the *** tether, Or un-doing strong bonds of poverty, Three districts under leprosy, In the domain of the bull’s eye, Where lesbians and gays swallow raw fate, Its salient manifestation, Then the cockroach kicks silently, Anticipating for salvage, But when the domain owner comes, He steps with full weight, His foot dressed in military boots, From the previous legacy of Che Gue Vara, On the belly of the kakerlag at Berlin Wall, Bursting its stomach but hopscotch, Spilling the white stuff out, Of poverty and mental dilemma, Amid hopelessness in future and history, As terrorism mires tomorrow, When China reigns today, At mercy of contemporary panjandrums, Moving from white to black And from black to face book, Killing those who fall in commercial love, As if money is the ***** for nuptial night, But only to go forth ignobled, Without making momentous affinity, In the realm of ill fated cockroach back-dom, Sending Mafousian Egypt to Swedish table, Without scorn and regard for true African blood, Where will I apologize? If the ****** bug Enters my head and heart, To blind my logical eyes, Only to open wide The senses that see and feel Religion and race; O! Al Qaeda!
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Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. Please take this as truth That this is how it is done If you see someone as enemy You cease to see a human. The fact that they are armed And don’t like who you like Is enough to create words like **** **** ****** and **** Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. Line up the opposition forces Against a bullet-riddled wall And shoot them many times And see how many will fall. The ones who do not die Must be minions of the devil. They are the enemy, you see. That’s all. That’s on the level. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. And those people that don’t Believe in your own form of Jesus, Like Aerabbs and Jews and such, Shoot them as much as it pleases. Because they won’t go to heaven, And are just heathens anyway Like them Buddhist dingdongs Like them ****** lesbians and gays. Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. And people in foreign countries Well, you can guess how that goes; Take a look and easily compare Canadanians to them from Mexico. The French are Frogs, Spanish spics. None as good as us Americans. And nothing good can come out Of any **** place that is African. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. Now if you find some of this offensive And if this is revving up your motors, Just bear in mind, this is what goes on In the mind of the average voter. Want to change this, make life better? Drop your representatives a letter. Tell them you are on to their villainy And see them as supporting the REAL enemy.
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 8:56 PM UTC
ENEMY TRAINING
Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. Please take this as truth That this is how it is done If you see someone as enemy You cease to see a human. The fact that they are armed And don’t like who you like Is enough to create words like **** **** ****** and **** Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. Line up the opposition forces Against a bullet-riddled wall And shoot them many times And see how many will fall. The ones who do not die Must be minions of the devil. They are the enemy, you see. That’s all. That’s on the level. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. And those people that don’t Believe in your own form of Jesus, Like Aerabbs and Jews and such, Shoot them as much as it pleases. Because they won’t go to heaven, And are just heathens anyway Like them Buddhist dingdongs Like them ****** lesbians and gays. Enemy training, one, two three Is notable for its simplicity. You just arm yourself thoroughly And shoot people with alacrity. And people in foreign countries Well, you can guess how that goes; Take a look and easily compare Canadanians to them from Mexico. The French are Frogs, Spanish spics. None as good as us Americans. And nothing good can come out Of any **** place that is African. Don’t worry about being wrong Or whether an action is right. That they don’t want you to shoot Is enough to start the fight. Now if you find some of this offensive And if this is revving up your motors, Just bear in mind, this is what goes on In the mind of the average voter. Want to change this, make life better? Drop your representatives a letter. Tell them you are on to their villainy And see them as supporting the REAL enemy.
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He looked at her as if she was the moon and he was the tides Everything she did pulled him closer to her side Her eyes twinkled like stars in the sky For she is the moon and he’s just some guy Some guy who will go to the ends of the earth Some guy who’s been waiting for her since his birth But just so you know, nothing is as it seems For it is not men that live in her dreams
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 7:22 PM UTC
Lady Luna Loves Lesbians
We live a life of secrecy, It is not our choice, Society makes us outcasts, Some do not accept us, Others judge us, We are true to ourselves, We were born this way, We are gay, Lesbians, Bisexuals, Transgender, *********** We are drag queens, We are weird, Different, Original, We are true, No one can change that, Whether they judge, Scream. Yell,complain, Or refuse us, We will stand tall, And we will be strong.
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Mar 12, 2012
Mar 12, 2012 at 7:59 AM UTC
What We Are Won't Change.(L.g.b.t)
"But why don't we have straight pride?" "I don't mind them really, I'd just rather they didn't shove it down my throat". "Did you see those lesbians holding hands?" "Do you have a boyfriend?" These moments are usually filled with silence. The room is suddenly so quiet, that I can almost hear my fear in the key holes, tucked away inside draws, behind laws, In the space between us. I sit there and I swallow my pride. I swallow the thoughts of years of coming to terms with who I was and kissing boys to try and feel the way I was supposed to. I swallow walking down streets and staring at strangers, trying to figure out who I found the most attractive. I swallow every time I used to think to myself "It's not real. I'm making it all up. I'm not gay". I swallow the first time I said it out loud. I swallow the first time I was proud. I swallow the way I traced her freckles softly in the sunlight. I swallow the fights with my father and the tears behind closed doors. I swallow the stares in public and the glares and hushed whispers that stayed with me for days. I swallow every time someone would say "but you don't look gay". I swallow being told I can't take a joke. I swallow teachers talking about "homosexuals" as if there were none sitting in the room before them. I swallow being myself. I swallow the very essence of who I am. I swallow loving who I am. I swallow reclaiming the word lesbian, the word that used to sound like a slur. Like a ***** piece of language that only lived in **** videos and his wastepaper bin. I swallow falling in love with women. I swallow each time I stared at my body, and didn't recognise myself. I swallow all the shame in the world. I swallow my pride. But then fifty voices are swallowed. One hundred loving hands. Two thousand threckles. 20 different countries. 1 million breaths. Fifty hearts whose beats echoed in pride. And suddenly, I stop swallowing, and start living. For they can take our lives, but they will not take our pride.
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Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 11:25 AM UTC
We Will Not be Silenced
"But why don't we have straight pride?" "I don't mind them really, I'd just rather they didn't shove it down my throat". "Did you see those lesbians holding hands?" "Do you have a boyfriend?" These moments are usually filled with silence. The room is suddenly so quiet, that I can almost hear my fear in the key holes, tucked away inside draws, behind laws, In the space between us. I sit there and I swallow my pride. I swallow the thoughts of years of coming to terms with who I was and kissing boys to try and feel the way I was supposed to. I swallow walking down streets and staring at strangers, trying to figure out who I found the most attractive. I swallow every time I used to think to myself "It's not real. I'm making it all up. I'm not gay". I swallow the first time I said it out loud. I swallow the first time I was proud. I swallow the way I traced her freckles softly in the sunlight. I swallow the fights with my father and the tears behind closed doors. I swallow the stares in public and the glares and hushed whispers that stayed with me for days. I swallow every time someone would say "but you don't look gay". I swallow being told I can't take a joke. I swallow teachers talking about "homosexuals" as if there were none sitting in the room before them. I swallow being myself. I swallow the very essence of who I am. I swallow loving who I am. I swallow reclaiming the word lesbian, the word that used to sound like a slur. Like a ***** piece of language that only lived in **** videos and his wastepaper bin. I swallow falling in love with women. I swallow each time I stared at my body, and didn't recognise myself. I swallow all the shame in the world. I swallow my pride. But then fifty voices are swallowed. One hundred loving hands. Two thousand threckles. 20 different countries. 1 million breaths. Fifty hearts whose beats echoed in pride. And suddenly, I stop swallowing, and start living. For they can take our lives, but they will not take our pride.
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Straight Boys: Why are all the hot girls lesbian? Lesbians: Why are all the hot girls straight? Straight Girls: Why are all the hot guys gay? Gay Guys: Why are all the hot guys straight? Bisexuals: WHY ARE ALL THE HOT PEOPLE TAKEN? Pansexuals: Everyone is hot. What do i do? Asexuals: What.
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May 12, 2021
May 12, 2021 at 4:31 PM UTC
Sexuality Problems
How do we create a system in which women are really free? Is that we want undefined freedom where we have no men and we hve what lesbians have? Or do we want the same equal rights as men? We as feminist cannot be so narrow minded +Liberal feminists want women to have the same equal rights as men. Are they not the same women who want their men to be all-male and masculine? +Marxist/socialist feminists focuses on investigating and explaining the ways in which women are oppressed through systems of capitalism and private property. According to Marxist feminists, women's liberation can only be achieved through a radical restructuring of the current capitalist economy in which much of women's labor is uncompensated. For these women, do not realize that they are the ones who chose to became mother's and end up with the 'unpaid compensation' of taking care of the child that comes along. Radical feminism blames men entirely on the exploitation. If there was no men, would we have been as happy as expected if we were to really revolutionize this system, of oppression, capitalism,discrimination and exploitayion. As women, it is always right to fight for what we believe in. But it is the truth that we should fight for, justice and peace among men. Exploits made my men over years have cause women, who are considered'by nature' to be subject class , to think that they are really less than men. ?In truth, we are made from the same flesh and organs just as them. Is it not us females who bleed once a month, bears children and cope with the problems that comes with the family we have to grow and breed? We are strong enough but at the end of the day we need someone to submissive to and that should only ne the lawful wedded husband that the Lord himself has granted us with. We are called to be strong but submissive when the time and place comes as there is a time and place for everything understand. Strong and submissive should be our mission without being confused by men and that is the type of feminism we should live by.
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Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 6:23 PM UTC
Feminism
How do we create a system in which women are really free? Is that we want undefined freedom where we have no men and we hve what lesbians have? Or do we want the same equal rights as men? We as feminist cannot be so narrow minded +Liberal feminists want women to have the same equal rights as men. Are they not the same women who want their men to be all-male and masculine? +Marxist/socialist feminists focuses on investigating and explaining the ways in which women are oppressed through systems of capitalism and private property. According to Marxist feminists, women's liberation can only be achieved through a radical restructuring of the current capitalist economy in which much of women's labor is uncompensated. For these women, do not realize that they are the ones who chose to became mother's and end up with the 'unpaid compensation' of taking care of the child that comes along. Radical feminism blames men entirely on the exploitation. If there was no men, would we have been as happy as expected if we were to really revolutionize this system, of oppression, capitalism,discrimination and exploitayion. As women, it is always right to fight for what we believe in. But it is the truth that we should fight for, justice and peace among men. Exploits made my men over years have cause women, who are considered'by nature' to be subject class , to think that they are really less than men. ?In truth, we are made from the same flesh and organs just as them. Is it not us females who bleed once a month, bears children and cope with the problems that comes with the family we have to grow and breed? We are strong enough but at the end of the day we need someone to submissive to and that should only ne the lawful wedded husband that the Lord himself has granted us with. We are called to be strong but submissive when the time and place comes as there is a time and place for everything understand. Strong and submissive should be our mission without being confused by men and that is the type of feminism we should live by.
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Hey you with the beard, are you Muslim? Why does it matter what ever you believe? You who wears the cross, are you a Christian? What does it say about you? Are you honest are you true? Do you follow the commandments laid down by your lord? You with turban on, are you a Sikh? What are you hunting? Hey you in the short skirt with makeup layered thick, Are you ****** Tell us quick. We need to know. You in the chair with wheels on. How did you get there? Unless you choose to tell us we shouldn't care. Need to make judgements? You in the cassock, Are you a bishop? Chick in the habit, are you a nun? Could just be fancy dress, A hen party. A nun on the run. You with ebony skin... Are you that different to me ? I think not. Gay guys and lesbians, transgender guys, transgender chicks. Think before throwing sticks and stones. And breaking bones. Words hurt. Under the skin the being within...is HUMAN. Attitudes decided by images externally. Be who you want. Just gotta be free. Does it change the person inside? Think of these questions before you decide. (c)Livvi MMCV
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May 22, 2015
May 22, 2015 at 4:37 AM UTC
DIVERSITY
BTZZZZZZZZ “…open wide! The all-new Angus third-pounder…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…illiteracy: an incurable disease or education malpractice…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…childhood obesity is at an all-time high…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…suicide bomber, 10 people dead…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…teachers on strike again…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…Michael Jackson…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…another Amber Alert has been issued…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…number of Americans going hungry increases…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…ninety-six billion pounds of food go to waste each year…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…Nicole Kidman loves her new ***** BTZZZZZZZZ “…another soldier was killed yesterday in a firefight…” BTZZZZZZZZ “...you can do to protect against H1N1…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…live the rainbow, taste the rainbow…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…the King of Pop…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…confirmed: the remains belonged to 6 year old…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…boy refuses to pledge allegiance unless gays and lesbians have equal rights...” BTZZZZZZZZ “…scientist reveals her secret life as a ********** BTZZZZZZZZ “…police are waiting on a positive ID on the girl’s body...” BTZZZZZZZZ “…Michael Jackson...” BTZZZZZZZZ “…actor who played Santa Claus jailed for having *** with boys…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…Iran is restarting their nuclear facility…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…armed teen jumped the pizza delivery man…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…woman who has three hundred ******* a day finally meets her dream man…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…why we love Taylor Swift…” BTZZZZZZZZ “fifteen year old son, shot by his father, has died tonight…” BTZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ [click]
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Jan 3, 2010
Jan 3, 2010 at 8:25 PM UTC
Television Land
BTZZZZZZZZ “…open wide! The all-new Angus third-pounder…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…illiteracy: an incurable disease or education malpractice…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…childhood obesity is at an all-time high…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…suicide bomber, 10 people dead…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…teachers on strike again…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…Michael Jackson…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…another Amber Alert has been issued…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…number of Americans going hungry increases…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…ninety-six billion pounds of food go to waste each year…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…Nicole Kidman loves her new ***** BTZZZZZZZZ “…another soldier was killed yesterday in a firefight…” BTZZZZZZZZ “...you can do to protect against H1N1…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…live the rainbow, taste the rainbow…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…the King of Pop…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…confirmed: the remains belonged to 6 year old…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…boy refuses to pledge allegiance unless gays and lesbians have equal rights...” BTZZZZZZZZ “…scientist reveals her secret life as a ********** BTZZZZZZZZ “…police are waiting on a positive ID on the girl’s body...” BTZZZZZZZZ “…Michael Jackson...” BTZZZZZZZZ “…actor who played Santa Claus jailed for having *** with boys…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…Iran is restarting their nuclear facility…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…armed teen jumped the pizza delivery man…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…woman who has three hundred ******* a day finally meets her dream man…” BTZZZZZZZZ “…why we love Taylor Swift…” BTZZZZZZZZ “fifteen year old son, shot by his father, has died tonight…” BTZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ [click]
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