I will forget all the promises I’ve heard from Jim When he told me he would take me back to Los Angeles Forget how he said I was his reason to be Or how he said my lips tasted like honey
I will also forget how Tom used to caress me Barely able to contain himself, I will always regret not being able to be his Completely, how could I not notice that he was this kinda man?
Now, thinking about Peter fills me with dread How his big blue eyes and awkward self intimated me From day one Do you remember how I was so embarrassed to even say hi?
Paul, I shall command you for your honesty It was physical all along And it may be a little bit out of place to mention you When it was never even love But I’ve found myself craving for your touch For what seems like an eternity
Now, the thing that all of you have in common, is that none of you respected me None of you ever acknowledged my worth You complimented things like my kiss, my chest or the way that I look None of you ever acknowledged my soul
Now, you, mystery man, I’ve got high expectations for I want you to hold me tight in your big arms and tell me that it’s all gone That fate won’t ever fail me, and that you have always been the one
I just hope that you will be able to kiss like Tom That you fill me up completely just like Paul And that you have that hidden sweetness that Peter once showed But please, don’t you ever be like Jim
Jim, I don’t think I will ever be able to forgive you How could you leave me alone for such petty reasons I thought that our love was written in the stars But you wouldn’t even say a word
I think you were a cheater, because you were cheating yourself all along Never allowing yourself to heal, to feel, to love
Mystery man, lead me to the end of the road I want to see the rainbow, I think that I deserve hope I want to make peace with my decisions I need to know this is where I belong
I am tired of giving myself to men like Peter, Paul, Jim and Tom.
During World War II, there was a large push for recruitment of some of the best art students across the country to join the United States Army. They formed a “deception unit”, or a “ghost army” that appeared to look like a huge mass of soldiers, tanks, trucks and artillery. However, it was all smoke and mirrors, consisting of inflatable tanks, sound design, and clever applications of fake tank tracks overnight. Actors also met in pubs, planting false information. This distracted the enemy from the real troops who were gathering.
To learn more about this fascinating undertaking, which was only de-classified fairly recently, check out the podcast on the subject from 99% Invisible. (Photo from Retronaut/Mashable, England, c. 1939)
happy birthday @hollywoodcassiecage, have a baehee 🙌
i saw u post about having a bad bday so i was hoping to cheer u up
also sorry its kinda sloppy and grey, i had to rush the shading and all that bcs time runs goddamn fast and for the first time in my life i was swamped