#06 fingerprints_this face is my id mothafucker_sept 21 2015
#04 fingerprints_this face is my id mothafucker_sept 17 2015
#04 sept 17 2015
cabelo de anjo…
they say it is cabelo de anjo
when you go curly like this and specially if you’re blond
and no matter how much you can try to straighten your manners
it’s all the way around, that’s fashion nowadays
be different, surprise me, make me feel high.
honey, i don’t know what to say when you tell me to go simple
it was never simple, it is not simple
congratulations, you’re very exciting
but nobody will give a shit when I panic coz these days,
my dear, i don’t know what happens but what if i get bold?!
No problem you might say. Okay
i’ve been counting during all day the threads of my gray hair
no, of course i still have no one!!
but that’s the problem, what if they all fall before getting gray?!
ooooh my god!
tranny honey and bold. That could be at least sexy i hope
maybe i could go back seeing myself less feminine and fuck more guys than i ever do now… ok. Just forget it!
É, não sei… Não são todos os dias que a gente ta super ativista
com ideários transversais, querendo mudar a história da sexualidade,
querendo vestir o mundo de qualquer coisa que não seja isso que taí,
querendo dar o cu a qualquer custo,
se asfixiando pra não gozar – se gozar explode, se gozar fica preso, se gozar vai perder o rumo rapaiz!
I WANNA MAKE REVOLUTIOOOOOoooooonnnnn…
Deixa de ser beixta, travesti não sente. Travesti só balança fala abobrinha e faz o povo gemer. Eu não sei o que que eu preciso, senhor, eu só sei do de dia de hoje. Eu só sei como andar a pé, de salto alto é mais bonito, faça pedra ou faça tiro.
I never wanted to be in love. I never had man to call my dear. I never felt the taste of your teeth. I’ll never be the same again. My mom says she loves me anyway but I never told her i would become a trans-gay. Je nes comprends pas les hommes français. I feel older day after day. I sell my body and then i have to prey. The food i eat is just like video game. Life is so beautiful so let’s all play. You give me a kiss I give you my ass. there’s no limit this time will pass. I made love with my father now i’m best. There’s a lotta things to be discovered though it’s two thousand fifteen. If we all migrate to something never seen at least we can say we tried something in between.
fingerprints_this face is my id motherfucker #03 sept 13 2015
#03 sept 13 2015
today it took me, as always nowadays, a bit slazy
to decide or to figure out what i was supposed to do
then i just went little by little into some… dress myself up
put some make up girl, stop being so careless with yourself
for i stopped a little while to be so concerned of these things.
i go one side to the other, i cook some food to drink
i comb some hair and stretch my legs, warm up this body
my back was pain, the nerves and muscles a bit hard
this contemporary vicious for not moving a feather.
Eyelashes, mascara, chicken and mushrooms,
eyeshadow, blush, rice, some salad and after a tea
lipstick, more blush, these boots or not?, high heels? what else?
The streets are bad, or good or somebody can still hello
that boy looks good, that girl faced weird
some guy said chien, that man bla bla
lady lady call me tomorrow and you will see a big star!
I don’t mind what they say, a group of teens may maybe attack
i learned just go gay ahead go ahead go ahead
never look back though that guy could blink a bliss.
These days i promise, not belonging nowhere is not only my gift or bomb.