...how do you want me to, how do you want me to...
My hatred, healthy and simple, pure and shining like a shard of glass in the sun, for the opponents and detractors of marriage for all.
Bastions of Fear
Also go look around a little bit.
My hatred, healthy and simple, pure and shining like a shard of glass in the sun, for the opponents and detractors of marriage for all.
"Innocence of Muslims". Good or bad, it doesn't matter. In no case a film or a work of art whatsoever deserves acts of repression.
Yes, since childhood, rape is life, but life is also what we want to do with it so that our symbolic parents become ghosts.
Bonds only make sense for what they are really worth, with moments, gifts, thefts, rapes, they weave the canvas of my mental landscape.