Tuesday, June 13
break the sterotype: who says gentle little girls can't listen to heavy metal?
jiggle your bones
share the fats
round a cherry tree
across the galaxy and back
spin spin spin
spiral back down to earth
the devil doesn't need an attorney
tourettes is a spasmodic neurological dysfunction
dead pretty things
pretty dead things
things pretty dead
pretty things dead
dead things pretty
things dead pretty
all jumbled up
and they all make sense
i always knew that blogs were supposed to be random
but i do realise that i level-up the threshold of randomness sometimes
my mental schism amuses me greatly
other than the inconvenience of having to find a bottle or bush to piss during moshes
and all the dirt and gunk
and how most of the people in the heavy metal scene (with exceptions like bon jovi)
are ugly beast like creatures or just plain ugly with straggly hair and apparently bad fashion sense
and a sizeable portion have faces that haven't seen the light of day
literally
in the past goodness knows how many years
well why not?
looks are after all deceiving
like how despite all the nihilistic and anti-misogynistic punk-dealism of the heavy mets
homosexuality is near blasphemous
perhaps the free expression of emotion through feral grunts, moaning, shrieking and howling
mets in general don't suffer from the general malaise of society that emerge
because of a repressed state of being
the way seemingly straight-laced pop fangirls embrace slash
while the so called counterculturists, wildcats, misfits and hoodlums champion straight-edgedness
0. oOo
