Time to heal our women, be real to our women
And if we don’t we’ll have a race of babies
That will hate the ladies, that make the babies
And since a man can’t make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
if you close your eyes right before the train hits, your brain will think that you have died. some people find calmness in this.
I always reblog this I just love it so much
The Bard Would Have Made a Good Lawyer
The lights bright, burning
A burn desired, anticipated.
The stage awaits its actors
The props desperate for us
Check, 1,2 3, the microphones are ready
They are eager for the words, the stories, the lies, the truths