Lenny Kravitz - Liquid Jesus
Wash me over
Wash me down
Ooooh, liquid Jesus.
Lenny Kravitz - Liquid Jesus
Wash me over
Wash me down
Ooooh, liquid Jesus.
Mark said @ 1/13/2009 5:06 PM
Without mosquitoes, William Faulkner would have not known what to name his second novel.
Joyce Manor - Beach Community
Hang up, go to beach.
Bob Dylan - Hurricane, Live 1975
Julian Casablancas - Ludlow St.
—
While I surrendered my ego you fed yours.
All my fantasies died when you said yours.
I have dangled my pride to forget yours,
Will my mind be at ease when you get yours?
We’ll find out soon enough.
Debussy - Sonata for cello and piano - 2. Serandae
Biggie - Walk on By
The recipe? A pinch of hardcore with a gun.
The prestige of Don Juan, which three centuries has not erased. Underneath the great violator of the rules of marriage—stealer of wives, seducer of virgins, the shame of families, and an insult to husbands and fathers—another personage can be glimpsed: the individual driven, in spite of himself, by the somber madness of sex. Underneath the libertine, the pervert. We shall leave it to psychoanalysts to speculate whether he was homosexual, narcissistic, or impotent.
Foucault, from The History of Sexuality vol. 1
“Nick Rutan, 28, of Buena Park, has had a different experience, but knows not all companies are open to LGBT employees. Rutan works in sales for Groupon and says his coworkers there are young, the enviroment is casual and “no one really gives a [bleep] if you are gay or not.”
From Chicago Reader I saw you:
You: Wanted to help me up a ramp. When another guy started helping me you said something cute and it made me smile, which was nice because I was in a grumpy mood.
Me: Girl in wheelchair, obviously.
When: Fri, 8.5
Where: Lollapalooza.
You: Man. Me: Woman.
#904243
The majority of the military’s sexual-assault victims are under twenty-five and come from the bottom of the enlisted ranks. They are new to military life, devoid of power, and susceptible to intimidation. Restricted reporting does little to help them. Sergeant Rebekah Havrilla, whose rape during a deployment to Afghanistan was photographed by her attacker, filed a restricted report. When she later sought help from a military chaplain, one of the few confidants she was permitted, he told her that the assault “must have been God’s will.”