January 2011
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Thelma & Louise (1991)
” I’d just kinda waltz on in and I’d say: “Ladies, gentlemen. Let’s see who wins the prize for keeping their cool. Simon says, everybody down on the floor. Now, nobody lose their head, then nobody loses their head. Ahhhhh, you sir! Yeah, you do the honors. Take that cash and put it in that bag right there, and you got an amazing story to tell your grandchildren. ...
If tomatoes are a fruit, isn't ketchup a...
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Because I ~always~ add distilled vinegar, salt, spice, and onion powder to my smoothies.
Yum yum!
Lets run through the rain together – get soaked to the skin – and not even care. We can dry off at my house and catch up on some Greek mythology. Maybe do a little Achilles and Patroclus.
And on the eighth day God said...
*curtain closes* Bravo, I must say. I don’t think the Lord’s downfall has ever been displayed so exquisitely. One could say this is absolutely …. wait for it … divine. *insert Dr. Evil’s laugh* You can just tell Nietzsche’s smiling like a clam in his grave. Brb. Highlighting Veruschka’s nipples.
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NEH EH EH EH!
I swear to Yahweh for a minute back there I was drunk with power — my thighs, quaking like thunder from the greatest, earth-shattering orgasm I’ve ever experienced. But I’m o.k now. You’ll never have to see those four syllables again. Girl scout promise.
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“Jashua: Well whatever, just don’t pull an Ophelia on me.
Veruschka: I...”
– On Veruschka’s preferred method of suicide. Fuck me dead, Ruschka. I rolled out of bed this morning and realized something. We’re the baddest bitches on the block. Riddle me this though. How can Rosa be ugly as sin, yet hotter than the African sun? I find myself wanting to ejaculate into...
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dontfollowthisblog-deactivated2 asked: Dear Jashua,
What the fuck are you doing?
Regards,
Veruschka.
What the fuck are you doing?
Regards,
Veruschka.
“A supernatural intervention is not necessary for one to be given a reason, a...”
– fictional truth I’m so crazy in love with this blog right now I think Beyonce would be jealous.
The Manifesto of Throbbing Honeycocks
In a world of no absolutes and cultural constraints, there is no truth. Illusion is the truth, and Rosa embodies illusion. We are a walking parody of sorts. Modern day jesters. Conflated characters and caricatures. Seemingly nonesensical, yet enlightened. Alas, poor reader. Dying is an art and we have many lives. In order to live, one must die before they are dead.
Yet another typical msn convo
Verenasaur says:
-FINALLY
-in bed now
Rosen says:
-tmi (too much information)
Verenasaur says:
-My raptor ate them all
Rosen says:
-is that the euphemism you girls are using now?
-did your “raptor” swallow your fingers whole?
Back in solitude's graces
So zen right now. I’ve come to terms with the fact that I will never be able to truly capture what I want in a ‘serious’ post. Not like dear Veruschka. I write with as much conviction as an afterthought. Or at least it comes off that way. I’m learning and living. So with that I’ll bid you goodnight and farewell. Peace, bitches.
“You’re such a champion, you need to wear a fire bra. Shoot sparks from your tits...”
– Rosen (via dontfollowthisblog) And wear light-up suspenders! Love you, Reena. *beams*
Mysterious Skin (2004)
contronatura:
Two prepubescent boys are sexually abused by their baseball coach. Neil (Joseph Gordon-Levitt) misconstrues his abuse with genuine affection, grows up aloof and with a penchant for promiscuity and older men, he drifts into a life of prostitution. On the other hand, Brian (Brady Corbet) develops dissociative amnesia, becomes emotionally withdrawn and periodically suffers from...
I'm sure Veruschka would eat this wax right up.
“Love… What does it mean? After things are left unsaid and promises are broken, does love still exist? When you no longer feel the need to touch or be touched, no longer feeling the need to speak or be spoken to, when you no longer feel that that person who once showed you the world, who once loved you in a way that made the smile on your face never fade, no longer makes you feel that way,...
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“T.V taught me how to feel
Now real life has no appeal”
– Marina and the Diamonds, Oh No
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Things I learned this morning:
Sleeping for ~12 hours is fantastic.
Bagels with nutella are gorgeous.
Diva is a female version of a hustler.
So naughty! I’m mad in love with this blog. It’s fking adorkable!
I get a buzz whenever I hear that someone’s going for a ‘smoke’. I envision them retreating with every inhale. That surge of calm. *giggles*
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Legs 4 daze!
Nothing more inspirational than human fireworks. Queen Bee exploding on stage, working that floor like a skilled snake handler. *Hisses*
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'Cause I still don't understand/ how you do it...
I know crazy *so* well. I know crazy, so DAMN well.
SHAKE IT, BEE! LOVE GOT ME LOOKIN SO CRAZY RIGHT NOW!! WE’RE GONNA- UH OH UH OH UH OH UH OH OH MAMA
You got me sprung and I don’t care who sees! You got me. You GOT me. YOU GOT ME! OoooOOOoOOOOH! The most epic thread, evar.
Crazy in love - History in the making, part two.
They searched for hours. Just when they thought of calling the search off one of the rescuers found her under the house. She was pale and lifeless. When she regained consciousness she began to cry hysterically and scream. Some hide to be sought out. She didn’t want to be found.
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The weak measure time with milestones.
Veruschka measures time with her 10 inch lesbian phallus.
I wear heels to go swimming
‘Cause sharks are homophobes.
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Finger bang me with your blood stained hands
Grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference. (source: Jesus Christ)
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Astroglide, then slide
The Rock stoned the whore of Babylon to death, setting the cosmos on fire.
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My fingers appear to be erect.
Finger bang bang? Yes. Finger bang bang. Veruschka fingered herself as Jashua watched from the fire place. Smoking pipe in one hand and purple drank in the other, yo. She paused after a moment and drew her attention to Jashua’s cup. She meowed loudly then crawled to him along the carpet. Jashua poured a little in her bowl and watched his pussy purr as she lapped it up with her raspy tongue....
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Your average white collar Joe.
Often at times artists lace carnal choices and consequences with religious overtones of repentance and lament.
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Tell no one.
I had to go to the bathroom but I couldn’t go cause my cat was watching.
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Just having one of those days at the office
Edit: I just realized how well this actually works. Freaky.
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Control your poison, babe.
Use your muscle, carve it out, work it, hustle! I got it, just stay close enough to get it Don’t slow! Drive it, clean it, lights out, bleed it. Spend that last dough In your pocko. Just Burrito.
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A little bump and grind
This right here, pimp This ain’t no ‘Pretty Girl Rock’ We got you.
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Soot Mites.
I crane my neck to and fro. She mangles her words like fine butter on an old jazz record. An orgy of the lips. An orgasm of the soul. His voice drags and drawls, Dips and sinks. The baseline booms and cackles The cat purrs and grinds The city inhales and releases. Silence.
Trust is like a broken mirror.
She’d do anything for a dime Looking for the golden light We’ve entered the public sphere, dear. If you aren’t impressed I’d suggest you go outside before you shed a tear No one wants to see a cunt cry. You’re already a mess as it is. A social experiment of sorts “Inexhaustibly fascinating” one could say Wipe your insecurities away with your trembling,...
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Clip your wings, Gabriel. The Lord casts away the heretic who would rather slobber over a wise man’s cock than bask in his infinite wisdom.
I’m going to clap my hands three times. After the third you will all disappear. Ready?
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And we just run in circles....
“I’m going away for a while, but I’ll be back, don’t try and follow me ‘cause I’ll return as soon as possible. See, I’m trying to find my place, but it might not be here where I feel safe We all learn to make mistakes… “
Life is full of choices. We make them each and everyday. When it involves something we really care about or are unsure of...