"B-but Palestinians can get their freedom with peace not violence 🥺🥺" no. Screw your feelings. The armed resistance against colonizers and murderers is what will give Palestinians their freedom and what will eventually achieve real peace.
An enemy that bombs and uses white phosphorus against civilians doesn't know nor practice what your broken moral compass describes as "peace". Freedom was proven throughout history not to be achieved through kneeling and asking the oppressor to kindly stop. Freedom needs to be taken by force. Your little Utopian way of thinking doesn't work in the real world. Your feelings don't matter because you're not the one living under occupation. Your feelings don't matter because you're not one of the thousands of children who lost their limbs. You're not one of the children who became orphans due to this genocide. You're not the mother who lost her child to the carpet bombing. You're not the father carrying the remains of your child in plastic bags. You're not the newlywed woman who lost her husband. You're not the one at risk of either getting killed any second or losing your loved ones in the blink of an eye!
"Peace" is not really a thing you see during a live ethnic cleansing!
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“I used to miss you. Actually you—not the idea of you. Back then, I didn’t know my worth. I had such strong feelings for you that I couldn’t see myself with anyone else. I couldn’t imagine a future without you in it. I didn’t want to. But now, I see how undeserving you were of my love. I suppose now I just miss the idea of you. I miss loving someone with so much of my heart that they feel like “home.” I would never go back to you, but I would like to go back to dangerously cherishing someone so much.”
— Excerpt from a book I’ll never write
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No lube,
no protection,
all night all day,
until the bed breaks off,
until the bed is drenched,
from the kitchen till couch,
from dining table,
till balcony,
doggystyle,
backwards,
sideways,
until I gasp for air and scream for god.
no lube,
no protection,
all night,
all day,
from the kitchen floor to the toilet seat,
fromthe dining table to the bedroom,
from thebathroom sink to the shower,
from the frontporch to the balcony.
vertically,
horizontally.
Quadratic,
exponential,
Logarithmic,
while Igasp for air,
scream and see the Light.
missionary,
cowgirl,
reverse cowgirl,
doggy.
backwards,
sideways,
upside down,
on the floor.
in the bed,
on the couch,
on a chair,
beingcarried against the wall,
outside,
in a train,
ona plane,
in the car.
on a motorcycle,
the the bedof a truck.
on a trampoline,
in a bounce house,
in the pool.
bent over,
in the basement,
againstthe window.
have the most toe curling,
backarching,
Leg shaking,
dickthrobbing,
fistclenching,
ear ringing.
mouth drooling,
assclenching,
nose sniffling,
eye watering,
eyerolling,
hip thrusting,
earthquaking.
sheetgripping,
knuckles cracking,
jaw dropping.
hairpulling,
teeth jitterbug,
mind blogging.
soulsnatching,
overstimulating,
vile, sloppy. moan inducing
heart wrenching,
spine tingling.
backbreaking,
atrocious,
gushy, creamy, beastly.
Lipbiting,
gravity defying,
nail biting,
sweaty,
feekicking,
mind blowing,
body shivering
orgasmic.
bone breaking,
world ending,
blackhole creating.
universe destroying,
devious, scrumptious.
amazing, delightful,
delectable, unbelievable.
body numbing,
bark worthy
, can'twalk,
head nodding,
soul evaporating.
volcanoerupting.
sweat rolling,
voicecracking.
trembling,
sheets soaked,
hair drenched,
flabbergasting.
lip locking.
skin peeling,
eyelash_removing
, eye widening.
pussy popping,
nailscratching,
back cuts.
spectacular,
brain celldesolving,
hair ripping.
show stopping.
magnificent, unique, extraordinary. slendid.phenomenal,
mouth foaming,
heavenly. awakening,
devils tango ever bro could cause a nuclear bomb inside me and I'd still rideoutside,
in a train,
on a plain,
in the car, on w motorcycle, the bed of a truck, on a trampoline, in a bounce house, In the pool, bent over, in the basement, against the window,
have the most toe curling,
back arching,
leg pickle thr-bbing fist- clenching,
ear ringing,
sniffling,
eye watering, eyerolling
hip th-usting,
earthquaking,
jaw dropping,
Hairpulling
teeth jitterbug,
mind blogging,
soulsnatching,
Overstimulating,
Vile,
sloppy,
moenduc1ng,
heart wrenching,
spine tingling,
Backbreaking,
Atrocious, gushy, creamy, beastly,
lip biting,
Gravity defying,
nail biting, sweaty, feekicking, mind blowing,
body shivering, org-mic, bone breaking,
world end-ing, black hole creating, universe destroying, Devious,
scrumptious, amazing,
delightful, delectable, unbelievable,
body numbing, bark worthy, cant walk,
head nod,
soul evaporating,
volcano erupting,
sweat, rolling,
Voice cracking,
trembling, sheets soaked,
hair drenched, flabbergasting,
Lip locking, skin peeling,
Eye lash removing, eye widening,
Cat popping, Nailscratching, Backcuts,
spectacular,
brain cell desolving,
hair ripping,
Show stopping,
magnificent,
unique, extraordinary, slendid
Phenomenal, mouth foaming,
Heavenly, awakening,
devils tango ever bro could cause s nuclear bomb inside
and I'd still ridewould bark for him everyday, every hour and every second fuck him horizontally, exponentially, quadratically, logarithmically, missionary, cowgirl, reverse,
doggy, backward, sideways,
until I gasp for air and scream his name out loud and even his neighbours hear me,
ill make him hard, very hard,
ill never try to fight or hate him bcs I won't do that to daddy, no daddy.
III eat him for dinner, meal, breakfast and snack,
fuck him on the table till balcony, vertically,
sofa till bed,
even in the bathroom
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Why couldn't i move?
I fell asleep on the bus ride home accidentally on the arm of a batch mate who seemingly considered me his sister.
My sleep stirred as I felt a touch on my chest , groggily i told myself i must've imagined it .
But that touch came again, firmer this time, shocking me to my core . I still couldn't convince myself to open my eyes. It couldn't be true.
That touch CAME AGAIN, firmer still, this time i knew it was true, but my flight or fight failed me. I sat there frozen. I couldn't breathe, i couldn't look.
How could he?
How could i let that happen?
Why couldn't i move?
I knew him.
We weren't alone.
There were people there.
Why couldn't i move?
Why couldn't i scream?
Why couldn't i hit him?
Why couldn't i push him away?
Why couldn't i make him stop?
Why did i make me so helpless?
What gave him the power?
Was i too nice to him that day?
Was it my fault?
Why couldn't i move?
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I was your canvas,
and you were the painter.
And together we made art.
I loved the way you looked at me with such hope
like I had potential to be something great.
But I did not know
that you were an expressionist.
You saw my pureness as an opportune moment to let loose your demons.
I became a place where you spilled your blood,
reds and blues from your past lovers.
When we first met,
I said I would love all of your shades.
I've never seen you when you were bright.
You only came to me
when you needed healing.
And when you come,
only use my bed as an easel.
And perform all shades of grey
as a gallery, where you display your pain.
But it was that day,
when I came to your place
and I saw paint on the floor
that you have never used on me before: I knew I was not your only canvas.
Now, I'm in the shower.
Trying to wash you way.
Scrubbing your magentas beneath my feet,
your maroons are stuck between my nails.
My new lover won't understand
Why i am this blue.
Source : Masai Sepuru
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