Mike Prysner, iraq war veteran and anti-war activist.
WHAT IF MY COLORS ARE DIFFERENT THAN YOUR COLORS
They are, because people having varying numbers of Rods and cones in their eyes, it causes people to see colours differently.
Also there is a theory that everyone sees, for example, the colour red differently eg Red=yellow, but because we’ve been taught that, that specific colour is red, no one knows if everyone is seeing the same colour as another person.
Happy mother’s day
to the motherless -
the lonely and motherless like me.
It’s okay to cry….
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Would not come lyrics
I want only to be a human but I guess I cannot.
I want only to be someone usuably hot for you.
I am a second rate and second class citizen baby.
I want to die but want to leave my mark before I’m through.
I want my pain to mean something to somebody
I want to believe I mattered once, to you.
I feel dirty sick and uncleansably muddy
Maybe, my love, you’ll care if I am good for you.
I have the pretty face of a whore that you want to destroy.
I have the ugliness inside me that you will not see.
You are ignoring my pain, I’m a girl and you are a boy,
I know you’ll use me one way or another for a fee.
I hate you. I hate you for pretending to care. Every single person who ever said they cared and walked away when I needed them, I hate you.
I’ve half killed myself to help people with problems 10% as big as mine at the time, but you can’t be fucking bothered. Not when I’m in the worst pain possible not ever.
I invite you all to play hide and go fuck yourselves.
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