She had no time for sleep, with the weight of the world upon her shoulders. And she feared to dream. Sleep is a little death, dreams the whisperings of the Other, who would drag us all into his eternal night. She would sooner sit bathed in the ruddy glow of her red lord’s blessed flames, her cheeks flushed by the wash of heat as if by a lover’s kisses.
It is a big and beautiful world. Most of us live and die in the same corner where we were born and never get to see any of it.
Gamora, surgically modified and trained as a living weapon. The adopted daughter of the mad titan, Thanos. Recently, Thanos lent her and her sister, Nebula out to Ronan, which leads us to believe that Thanos and Ronan are working together.
this is where we stand:
Take your mouth
put it anywhere you please.
Your mouth, my stomach
Your mouth, my thighs
I will be all three:
your holy wine
and your bent knees
love isn’t soft,
like those poets say.
love has teeth which bite
and the wounds n e v e r c l o s e.
minimum wage doesn’t even TOUCH a living wage, racism and sexism are alive and well, children are killed in schools on a regular basis, those who make it to college end up with hundreds of thousands in debt, our basic rights are being stripped from us daily, and adults actually believe that SELFIES are the cause for this generation’s demise
nothings worse than passing up an opportunity you know you would’ve enjoyed because of the fear of being judged