How to Court a FeministIf you hold the door open for me,More Like This
I hope it's because it's a decent thing to do
And nothing to do with my gender.
If you buy me a drink,
Expect me to do the same for you.
I'll cook for you
(If you don't mind burnt food)
And I'll clean for you
(If you'll return the favour).
Not because I'm a woman,
But because it's a nice thing to do.
If you're nice to me,
It's not a ticket for sex.
If I'm nice to you,
Sex doesn't always come next.
If we go for a meal,
I want to split the bill.
I don't expect you
To sing to me,
Whilst climbing through my window sill.
I don't care if you've had sex or not,
As long as it's the same for me.
I don't want diamond rings,
Don't get down on one knee
I don't owe you anything
And you owe me nothing.
My gender is not entitlement,
And neither is yours.
If I'm drunk, I can't consent,
And I'll love you more for not doing it.
If you hit me, I'll leave you,
And if I hit you, it's just as wrong.
If I cry in front of you,
I don't expect you to fix everything.
If you cry
Meeting the QuotaMore Like This
I’m drinking a cup of coffee in the café when I see her. With her blue eyes, blonde hair, and nice body, I guess you can say that I fall for her instantly. I wait for her to get her coffee before I work up the nerve to go talk to her.
I sit down across from her and I introduce myself. “Hi, my name’s Nolan. You?” She looks at me in a nervous stare. “Mine is Kelly.” I nod. “Soooooooo, Kelly, do you have any plans tonight?” Kelly gets up and shakes her head. “Listen, you look like a sweet guy and all, but I’m just not that interested.”
As she walks out, I try to catch up with her. “Look, Kelly, at least give me a chance!” She turns around and glares at me. “You just don’t get it!” “Get what?” I yell back. Kelly looks up and sighs.
Attention, don't give away your work!If possible please this news article so that more people can see it and be wary, thank you!More Like This
This week I received messages from two different people (through Etsy and Storenvy) offering to make a review of my work. They splattered huge statics, like having millions of instagram followers, popularity, or having done it before and making people famous. Of course, their generosity was conditioned by me agreeing to send them some of my work for free. While I don't object the concept of reviewing someone's work, I worry that this has become a popular way of scamming artisan crafters to give away their work for free with promises of exposure and increasing their sales. I wanted to write this journal to tell everyone to be careful, specially if you're just starting your business and struggling to get noticed, it may sound tempting but you should never give away your hard work!
One of them was even more blunt and said that he could write a positive review of my work just by
Little and Simple PoisonsPain, Loneliness, Sorrow, Rage, Jealousy,More Like This
Little and simple Poisons,
That can kill like a Cobra's fang.
And like a Cobra's fang,
It's built to last,
Not just for that moment but forever.
And each one always waiting,
To use one's being,
Till one is as black as Hell.
Little Poisons so easily seen,
Yet hard to control,
No matter how much you wish it.
Does one show you impossibilities,
Through a bat's eyes,
That one can choose to end it.
Not through Them but through Heart,
Even though the Mark will forever be present.
How To Save A LifeGasping struggling to breathe,More Like This
Begging, begging desperately not to leave.
Wondering how it got this bad,
Thinking so hard I begin to go mad.
But the sun continues rising
Perpetuating this violent uprising.
Then you came along
And suddenly I belonged.
A knowing smile
And the solitude seemed worthwhile.
Cracking not-so-funny jokes
And finally happiness awoke.
When everything came crashing down
You were there for me.
I want to thank you right now because
You saved my life.
Of the Broken MindDark stains of coffee swirls stain the wrinkles of a broken crooked mind,More Like This
Tattooed with the lies of a cracked mirror,
The coffee swirls invade your every thought,
Count every rib,
Every cup of coffee,
Drink another cup to cover your sins,
Cover your exhaustion,
Let the swirls enter your blood stream,
Caffeine over calories,
Dark stains of coffee swirls cover my sins,
They stain me,
They kill me.
Female Japanese NamesAi Love, AffectionMore Like This
Aiko Loved one, Beloved
Akino Autumn field
Aimi Love, Beautiful
Aina Love, Affection
Airi Loving Jasmine, Loving Pear
Akane Deed red
Akemi Bright and Beautiful
Aki Bright, Sparkling Autumn
If you must knowIf you met the real meMore Like This
You would meet the girl
With tearstained eyes
And purple circles underneath them.
You would meet the girl
With lips constantly moving
Trying to say everything she couldn't.
You would meet the girl
With her head in her hands
Down upon her knees.
Of course you won't meet her
Because she's hidden.
Hidden by smiles
And clever words.
Especially clever words.
[but then who's to say that's not the real her?]
YouthReach for the starsMore Like This
Reach for the sky
Dream for the day
You'll make it that high
Reach with your heart
Reach with your soul
Reach with intents
To make the world whole
Reach for the love
And I'll reach with you
Because when you get older
You'll make dreams come true