enemy // the weeknd
i wanna lose myself between your legs
i wanna make your body shake
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Why do i act like i’m all high and mighty when inside i’m dyin’. I am finally realizin: i need help! Can’t do it by myself - too weak […] i walk around the house tryin to fight mirrors. I can’t stand what i look like. Yeah… I look fat…
Going through changes - recovery (eminem)
- Whites: I dont have white privilege! I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs, and every afternoon I break my arms. At night, I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep.
i observe men in silence, how they leave plates on dining room tables, how they slam doors, how they take up whole couch with legs sprawled and lounging arms, how they do not filter speech, too confident, too loud. voices always violent, everything a war.
I hit the gym, all chest no legs
Kanye West
She opens her legs.
Two animated bluebirds fly out.
Sunshine hits my face.
I begin to weep.
- Someone: Hey, Ken
- Ken Cosgrove: It’s 👏🏻 my 👏🏻 JOB to take them to dinner🍝 at 80 ⏭⏭ miles an hour💨. It’s my job to stop ❌ a mile 🏃🏻 from the restaurant 🍴 so they can have five ✋🏻 💪🏻pounds of crab 🦀 legs and three bottles🍻 of beer 🍺apiece😪 and THEN 👉🏻 go get prime rib👅💦. It’s my job👊🏻 to go hunting 🔫 so they can fire💥💥 off their guns an inch👌🏻 from my ear👂🏼 and laugh 😂😱 when I get startled because It’s.😤 My. 😤 Job. 😤💪🏻💦