I was not trying to be shocking, or to be a pioneer. I wasn’t trying to change society, or to be ahead of my time. I didn’t think of myself as liberated, and I don’t believe that I did anything important. I was just myself. I didn’t know any other way to be, or any other way to live. ~ Bettie Page
nicknames and kisses and sleeping together i’m literally here for all of this
poison ivy and harley quinn? You mean my secret otp?
Harley’s eyeliner is… wow, no words. Cute. Hot? Adorable. Sexy? How do I combine those into one word?
Hello and how are you, dear? How I miss your caress.
And those long skinny fingers, dear, how they moves you undress.
Each knife in my blood, it’s better to forget.
I fill my days up with nights, my dear, my eyes wince inside the light.
‘Cause the sun dries up my guts, my dear, so I drink ‘em back to life.
Like limbs of a tree, my dear, old and rigid we grow.
And describe our moss, my dear, live my life like a joke.
And if that’s the case, my dear, can I laugh at myself?