Fascinating, because on its surface the sentiment reads perfectly well if you just change the A to a U. I'd be scared if three guys were touching my leg, too.
His need to specify "gays" is what makes it objectively homophobic, not the whole being scared part.
How dare you come to me now, when I am this!
Just saw a TikTok where the caption read "You can't choose what happens, but you can choose what happens next."
Yeah man. Right on.
Congrats. This might just be the epitome of meaningless tripe. If you can choose what happens next, then you are indeed choosing what happens.
When you live inside your own head, it's difficult to be "in the moment" with someone. Because you're ALWAYS in the moment. You can leave a book at home, put your phone away, go on vacation, but you can't escape your own inner life.
No matter where you go, right?
Bridgessssesesss if you're gollum.
I always thought the Space Needle was a science thing. Like, to pierce the face of God or something?
Wait is it not Bridgeses?
Christians: Is it morally wrong to masturbate on your mom's birthday? Not BECAUSE it's her birthday. Just, you know, it happens to be.
Next, of course, they send you a check made out to "The Outlaw Vern" and if you're like me your pseudonym doesn't have a bank account.
True enough we, despite
Facing down a stone wall
Decided we should fight
Pretend we could stand tall
And shoulder waterfalls
Just promise us you won't do that.
Would watch.
Hell yeah
I get high on my own supply.
And by supply I mean farts.
Come on take the hand I'm offering
Pull yourself up here and join in
Dirt and grass complete the outfit
Cuz we stood there just to take it!
Made a promise to our brethren
Who come after that will make them
So much more than we were, Amen
So much more than we were...
Amen
Amen.
They said at forty-four
You would know the rules
That you'd choose a door
And you would have the tools
To live quiet lives
In your silent worlds
Accept your bonafides
As their own rewards.
Come on take the hand I'm offering
Pull yourself up here and join in
Dirt and grass complete the outfit
Cuz we stood there just to take it!
Made a promise to our brethren
Who come after that will make them
So much more than we were, Amen!
She said, "I feel it now,
Cuz I'm thirty-two
That sense of knowing how
To fall in love with you."
Oh, it makes some sense
In some kinda way
But it ain't recompense
Or equal fucking pay...
Yeah take the hand I'm offering
Pull yourself up here and join in
Dirt and grass complete the outfit
Cuz we stood there just to take it!
Made a promise to our brethren
Who come after that will make them
So much more than we were, Amen!
"A Lesson is Learned"
She said "It's over now
Cuz I'm twenty-one.
Yeah, I've seen this show
And it ain't much fun."
Oh the tears she cries
In this parking lot
When she screams, she hides,
The girl who time forgot
You are not as straight as you imagine.
Love the unsubtle racism of the tagline.
Wackadoo, a Navel
It's a nice design and I can think of a few use cases for me.
Initial feedback: it wasn't immediately apparent how to delete the default notes and I had to click on things until I figured it out. (Click the "3hrs ago" block).
And the "5/15" didn't update in real time, I had to refresh the page.
"Baby Doll"
The woman in blue
Knows a thing or two
Cuz she's been and gone
Like cosmonaut dawn
Rode the streets to bare
Some tumbleweed snare
Lies in wait for you
As a siren song
Or a sapphic dare
Oh, I ain't the reason
For this half-pulped fiction
I never promised I could grow past the teasin'
Because what you saw was
More words than feeling
The gist of which means this:
It's just your heart a-beatin'
Baby doll
Woo woo woo
Woo woo woo
Woo woo woo-ooh-oh
Woo woo woo
Woo woo woo
Woo-ooh-oh
Oh, I ain't the reason
For this half-pulped fiction
I never promised I could grow past the teasin'
Because what you saw was
More words than feeling
The gist of which means this:
It's just your heart a-beatin'
Baby doll
Woo woo woo
Woo woo woo
Woo woo woo-ooh-oh
Woo woo woo
Woo woo woo
Woo-ooh-oh
It's pistols at noon
Like in a cartoon
This standoff is useless!
I know you're not helpless
Your trap didn't spring
So now there's nothing
Tying me to you
Maybe that's selfish?
Maybe I'm growing?
Oh, I ain't the reason
For this half-pulped fiction
I never promised I could grow past the teasin'
Because what you saw was
More words than feeling
The gist of which means this:
It's just your heart a-beatin'
Baby doll...
With children in tow
You head to my show
Thinkin' I'll see ya
Invite you on stage, yeah?
Maybe the past seeks
To wipe tears from cheeks
But I gotta go...
Cuz when I knew ya
I was another me
