turns out the fly didn’t completely die it started LIMPING towards me moaning my name and looking green and it couldn’t fly but it was just dragging itself around and it was terrifying but also, i feel better now about my brutal murder since it was only brutal attempted flyslaughter.
when it’s all said and done
one day i beat a fly to death with a hand towel
and after, could only stand there thinking
“i beat a fly to death with a hand towel”
there is nothing beautiful or majestic about us
because truth be told, i heard buzzing and then,
and then well, i didn’t
we can’t sink to the ground over every death
or else we would never get up but
i didn’t recognise myself in the way i wielded
that terrycloth weapon and that’s what sent me
sprawling, tiles scraping my knees.
the fly still lays at the bottom of the bathtub
because i am too afraid to touch the
product of my destruction
this isn’t volcano day
this isn’t the fall of rome
this is me
beating something to death.
some gifs (that aren’t mine) to illustrate this cd
i will never turn down 20c acid electronic cd mixes from a church market
"why is it always the woman who has to see past the beast in the man? why does she always have to clean his wounds, even after he has damaged her beyond repair? why is it always the man who is worthy of forgiveness for being a monster?
I want to see the beast in the beauty.
the half smile, half snarl. the unapologetic anger. I would like to see the man forgive the monster. to see her, blood and all, and love her anyway."
"And it’s, of course, not just about how it lands on Sherlock but Joan as well, given that Joan played such a major role in Moriarty’s takedown at the end of the first season. There’s plenty of unfinished business between those, so we single those two out for a little alone time over the course of the episode." (x)
went to get my iPad fixed in a town in the hills and had the best day! as we were driving past, we saw a market sign so went in there and got some clothes (including amazing linen shirt and pretty green dress) and lots of books for insanely cheap prices (don’t you love church markets????)
anyway, the books I got were Dicken’s Hard Times, Oscar Wilde’s Plays, W. Somerset Maugham Collected Short Stories, a book of poetry, a queer love story/slow-moving thriller, When Dogs Cry by Markus Zusak (who I could write praise on forever) and, Homecoming by Cynthia Voigt which was actually on my favourite books list from a while back!
I also got 5 videos of the classic TV series ‘Allo ‘Allo so once I get myself to a video player I will be devouring them!