Katrina photo was a big mistake.
no no no i am kidding... sort of... here is the real photo:
Ahhhh, look at his look of anguish. Is that what that is? Or perhaps, he is hungry? Hmph. No, no, I am genuinely stumped.
A Place Where Words Are My Freedom
In the crudeness of the night
Truth and shadows mimic the twilight
And things that hide in the light
Become plainly and vividly in sight
There is a rawness to utter darkness
It is, in my opinion, what many fear
Because inside your head, free of noise, it is a coward that always appears
As dawn lifts the sky and the sunlight draws near
Your reality begins. Enjoy your life of sin.
Katrina photo was a big mistake.
Posted by Kay Martiatu at 10:00 PM 0 comments
Before every woman on earth attacks me on this piece, let's be realistic. There are stereotypical attributes that belong to each sex and I just happen to have a lot of the ones that belong to, well, men.
1. I love absolutely every show on the Spike Channel, lovingly dubbed, "the man channel."
2. I get excited and competitive when playing video games. (watching the previews of new ones also excite me too - - - as I reserve the games at gamestop.)
3. I am pretty obsessed with comic books and the actually good renditions of the movies they make.
4. I love man razors. Yes, that's right. Fuck waxing. Man razors are better.
5. I think women are evil and manipulative. For example, Oh I want to be with you but wait, we can't because my past has been rough blah blah blah but I still love you. Or how about this, You are supposed to read my mind!! EEEEEVVVVIIILLLLLL!!!!!!!
And by the way, men recognize when you walk in heels that are too high and look like you have a stick in your ass. Fun fact # 2, you emit your whore scent from miles away, so please don't be insulted when men want to limit the conversation. Just thought us, er, I mean, men should tell women.
6. I love sport cars and racing.
7. I have the biggest potty mouth on earth. Seriously. The only exceptions are kids. Small kids.
8. I think small dogs are gay.
9. I also think pretty boys are gay. And soft. And I could whoop their ass.
10. I can't deal with tears if I don't love you. I really can't. I almost feel like slapping the bitch out of you. Equal treatment for both males and females.
Posted by Kay Martiatu at 9:53 PM 1 comments
I strike as silently as the flash that you seldom see
That jump in your heart once you realize that beauty was me
Fear that ignites as quickly as it disappears
Your eyes realize the brightness of my path that I clear
Only for seconds for my rage is that great
Silent
Bright
Don’t underrate
Unconquered phenomena that seeks solitude with grace
Yet I demand your attention with each gravitational pull
You cannot silence me I am a force to be reckoned with if you can try to find a
way to
Define my theories that bend the rules of this world’s time
My bolts of ideas leave shadows of my influence behind
I am unstoppable, beautiful, deadly
with a brightness to bring dark skies to life
Science, reason, and logic target my location but cannot understand my strife
I challenge the moon and rape the clouds to bend to my will
I wish you could see that beyond this beauty I withhold a special skill
That only you can see
I am strong for others while constantly providing new ways to protect me
Whereas you hold my power of love and truth
And you are my lightening that I run to
Posted by Kay Martiatu at 8:18 AM 3 comments