
Bon voyage Ravey =(
TOMORROWWWW!! Get your tickets at Dipt.
It's gonna be a party!
Sorta similar to the way static electricity sting see
Truth brings light, light refracts off the mirror
Visions of yourself and error could never clearer
The truth is that you ugly, not on the outside
But in the inside on the outside you frontin you lovely
The discovery of these things and all are well-hidden
But when you in denial of self it is forbidden, that's the truth"
"At one point I didn't think it mattered that I was a 'female in a male-dominated field.' My chosen name wasn't 'Miss' anything, and my style, erupting of its own accord, didn't care to identify me as a skirt or trousers. Right? A non-issue, let's move on. Well, no, maybe it was more than just a non-issue - somewhere in there was a ripping undercurrent, determined to force it not to matter, an aggravated internal voice whispering sharply, 'Fucking hell. Get over it already! Let's level this shit. I know who I am. Always have. My mama and my mama's mama put in a lot of years of struggle that I might take my chosen path, unfettered by a stigma about my gender. I don't want your bad rap and I don't want your extra props, 'cause I don't need either. I'll wreck house one way or another so don't blink because I'm coming."
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