Poetic Justice
Poetic Justice
Friday, 05.01.2007. 0218 hours.
What happened to the Golden Boys? The ones I used to really love pricking their overinflated balloons of egos? The ones who laid down the laws of ideal feminine beauty in 1999/ 2000?
You know, girls must have sleek straight, shiny hair, porcelain skin, and, regardless of height and bone structure, must not weigh above 45 kgs?
The ones, who were not particularly great or handsome, but, given the circumstances/ choices, otherwise bright, independent girls bent over backwards to try to please?
The ones I wanted to say:
GO BACK TO YOUR MOTHER
and
WHO FUCKIN' DIED AND MADE YOU EMPEROR to?
My girlfriends look stunnning/ gorgeous and better than they've ever looked now. Oh, we may not have men, but we look like swanky, sassy, sexy 20 somethings with the whole world just waiting for us to conquer.
There is NO GLASS CEILING. It's all in your head. Take the blue pill. You'll see.
The 'gits' and 'goons' have found for themselves pretty decent women. The 'gittettes' and 'goonettes' are fine, lovely, interesting, warm and funny girls I'd happily call my friends. And they're anything but plain. The 'gits' have done pretty darn well for themselves. I'm glad. I'm proud :)
In contrast, I met one of the Golden Boys the other day. He now looks at least 5 years older, and is fat and dowdy. He looks like somebody's father, and not in a good way. His woman ain't anything to crow about.
My theory? The 'gits' look for someone they're comfortable with, rather than someone to please them. And they found precisely that. Someone they're comfortable with, who pleases them.
Also: Justice is a Woman. And She is a Poet.
Let's toast to that. Happy New Year's!
Friday, 05.01.2007. 0218 hours.
What happened to the Golden Boys? The ones I used to really love pricking their overinflated balloons of egos? The ones who laid down the laws of ideal feminine beauty in 1999/ 2000?
You know, girls must have sleek straight, shiny hair, porcelain skin, and, regardless of height and bone structure, must not weigh above 45 kgs?
The ones, who were not particularly great or handsome, but, given the circumstances/ choices, otherwise bright, independent girls bent over backwards to try to please?
The ones I wanted to say:
GO BACK TO YOUR MOTHER
and
WHO FUCKIN' DIED AND MADE YOU EMPEROR to?
My girlfriends look stunnning/ gorgeous and better than they've ever looked now. Oh, we may not have men, but we look like swanky, sassy, sexy 20 somethings with the whole world just waiting for us to conquer.
There is NO GLASS CEILING. It's all in your head. Take the blue pill. You'll see.
The 'gits' and 'goons' have found for themselves pretty decent women. The 'gittettes' and 'goonettes' are fine, lovely, interesting, warm and funny girls I'd happily call my friends. And they're anything but plain. The 'gits' have done pretty darn well for themselves. I'm glad. I'm proud :)
In contrast, I met one of the Golden Boys the other day. He now looks at least 5 years older, and is fat and dowdy. He looks like somebody's father, and not in a good way. His woman ain't anything to crow about.
My theory? The 'gits' look for someone they're comfortable with, rather than someone to please them. And they found precisely that. Someone they're comfortable with, who pleases them.
Also: Justice is a Woman. And She is a Poet.
Let's toast to that. Happy New Year's!
3 comments:
haha, glad to see ur in better spirits! The positive, aint-no-mountain-high-enough attitude is back! :)
who is this golden boy anyway?? hahahah...
thats something i would like to know too...
is it...Oscar? He's gold in colour right?
shhh cannot say. i'm still KINDA nice. i try not to hurt ppl too much. some things are meant to be anonymous
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