Kafka-esque
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Now I see what Kafka meant. (Click to enlarge)
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Now I see what Kafka meant. (Click to enlarge)
On body policing & the censorship of our personal stories because of it.
Visits: 0 So we are a city of metrosexual men? Hmm. I guess I should revise my preferences. Let it never be said that I’m not fair. So welcome, men, to the joys of beautification! That said, let me extend the olive branch to my insofar suffering male counterparts and…
A poem about emotional boundaries and sex
My father does it. I remember my cousin doing it from the summer he stayed with us. And now, to my horror and disgust, I find the boy does it too!
I’m bored with men and their silly games. I’m tired of women and their wicked wiles.
Someone invent a new sex. I’m fed up with this staple diet.
Visits: 0 I like to keep my Saturdays as quiet as possible. For one, I do live a rather crowded, loquacious life. And in addition, weekends witness horribly obnoxious behaviour by people in malls, multiplexes and on roads (and where else is there to go on a weekend, after all?)….
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This one is awesome.For a change, S gets it rightaway!!!!
But then, poor Page 3 boys, please forgive them, they baby-souls!