what if i do it for love? for love what if i do it for me no thats not enough michael thats not enough  & what if i cant do this? & what if im not good enough? or smart enough? no fuck that naw fuck that!!!!!! do it for my baby for me and mines do it for my babies babies babies baby babies baby haha 

do it for mines do it for yours

COOKIE

We were not meant to chew like cows, Like the girls who consider Nor swallow well and whole, Like some others. We, with a mouth too big and open and baboon-like, Spit. Spit and vomit and retch too loud In fetching loud refusals Women of disguise Women of disgust Women of no grace Women, roaring.

Madness lives not next door In that girl who can’t fold her clothes Or legs. Madness is us, in the smaller considerations. In hair let loose and swaying To the tropical tremors of your heart To the camphor eyes of intention That burn like coals In the need to mock the world whole For its pretenses In meandering, lightless roads Lined by fire-red gulmohar.

- Lakshmi Bharadwaj

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