mysterious, moody, edgy satanist bass player. ideal bf. one red fingernail. blue teeth but otherwise looked like an actual human being: darkish skin, acne (despite being in his mid thirties), round face, and fluffy black hair. owner of an inverted cross dildo.
constantly green. constantly horny. constantly wearing nothing but his cape, boots, and underwear. proud to be disgusting. pimples all over his ass. lots of fuzzy hair on his legs and belly and sometimes scruffy facial hair. long, pointy claws for fingernails. he's chubby, soft, he's got a beer gut and a saggy chest and flab and it's fucking cute. words cannot describe how gorgeous this murdoc is. truly a special time
pirate gay aesthetic. never naked. suddenly his face is longer and pointier. several of his teeth are missing. drinks rum like it's water. probably the most evil he's ever been but. damn he looks good in a turtleneck
naked space gay. leftist. teeth magically fixed themselves. kinkier than ever before. terrified of trump (aren't we all???). fidgets and wiggles around a lot. he's not like other teenagers, he's 51. and yes, he finally took a bath.
please stop assuming all asian musicians are naturally talented prodigies!!! there is no such thing as ~~natural talent~~ and we all work our butts off to get good at what we do, so please learn to accept that!!!!
it is 3 june 2017. barca are in the champions league final after a series of historic comebacks, each more improbable than the next. they beat juve 6-2 at the camp nou to go through 6-5 on aggregate, and lose 5-0 away to bayern munich but beat them 6-0 at home. they lose the final 4-0. when interviewed, barca players appear horrified to learn that contrary to what they expected, there is no return leg at the camp nou.
ok so I’m going to leave out stuff that’s Too Obvious, which means a lot of this is niche (to me) or contemporary, and… I recently had a canary on twitter about how much ~*~modern~*~ poetry GETS MY GOAT. I’m reading a lot of New poets/collections this year purely because I… didn’t really read that much contemporary stuff before, and I thought I should branch out. (so far I’m dubious.) so, yes – obviously Plath, Blake, Hughes, Sappho, Eliot, Keats, Shelley, etc. etc. ad nauseum, The Greats, yadda yadda, here’s some others.
so far this year I’ve read (and ENJOYED - I’m not reccing the ones I wasn’t into/thought were pants, soz):
Letters From Medea by Salma Deera
Grief Is the Thing with Feathers by Max Porter
Hold Your Own by Kate Tempest (I actually LOVED this)
Mouthful of Forevers by Clementine von Radics
War of the Foxes by Richard Siken (of YOU’RE SITTING IN A CAR WITH A BEAUTIFUL BOY, AND HE WON’T TELL YOU THAT HE LOVES YOU, BUT HE LOVES YOU fame)
I’ve also read and loved:
Teaching My Mother How to Give Birth by Warsan Shire
The Melancholy Death of Oyster Boy by Tim Burton
The Curse of the Vampire’s Socks and Other Doggerel by Terry Jones
Love Poems by Carol Ann Duffy
Let Us Compare Mythologies by Leonard Cohen
my personal 10/10 all-time go-tos are:
Crush by Richard Siken (despite appearing on every single tumblr graphic between 2011 and 2013, it still gets me in the heart guts)
The World’s Wife by Carol Ann Duffy (which I have loved wholeheartedly since I was 17 years old)
pretty much any collection of Great War poetry: Up the Line to Death, Men Who March Away, Lads: Love Poetry of the Trenches (the Great War poets are my favourite. like, of all poetry, ever)
my favourite individual poems, as we’re on the subj, are: