BEST SITE EVER

Wow. I found THE BEST SITE EVER. And I mean Ever. It's a fellow blogspotter: http://seph19blog.blogspot.com/, and it's got hundreds of pictures of HOT GUYS. I don't care what their sexual orientation is -- I'm going to ogle them, because they are beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. In need of a pick me up? Skip coffee -- check out boys will be boys. Wow. Amazing.

Who's a Feminist, I'm a feminist.

I refuse to think I'm a 'special feminist', as some have tried to say. Just because I'm not the stereotypical anti-sex, anti-man, anti-shaving, anti-whatever radical freak doesn't mean i'm not a real feminist.
I read a lot of feminist literature. I've got a bunch of feminist friends. I'm not an idiot -- really. I swear it. I've taken a lot of Advanced Placement classes and my teachers always say I'm a 'smart girl'. I've taken four years of Creative Writing -- a specialty course similar to college majors that focuses on writing as an art -- and I think I know how to analyze literature and whatnot.
So here are the facts. Feminists are not the same thing as feminazis. Feminazis are not feminists. Just because I actually like guys doesn't mean I'm not a feminist.
And don't try to suggest maybe I'm not one.
I support women's rights. Big, flaming, feminist. I see sexism as racism. I'm going to study women's studies in college as a minor. I'm in Women in Literature right now and it's my favorite class. I generally like the feminists I meet.
And the funny thing is, if you didn't talk politics with them, you might not even realize they were feminists. After all, they're normal women trying to survive in this world, just like everyone else. They eat, sleep, do homework, go to parties, watch movies, read magazines, wear makeup, etc, etc, etc.

Fuck Fucking

You know what I think would be great?
Have all the people against birth control and contraceptives to take one of those lie detector tests and have to answer two questions: 1) How many children do you have? 2) How many times, negating when your wife was already pregnant, have you had sex?
Since the government is already invading our beds, we should be able to invade theirs.
If their answer is more than (insert # of kids) then it's proof they're hypocrites (which we already knew).They'll prolly try to say they were young and foolish, but plenty of them have had kids late enough in life that you know they're bull shitting you, or they supported similiar/identical things back in the day, before the kids even came along.
I really think contraceptives should be a private thing -- within the relationship/family. It's a free country, but you're harming my personal life -- aka limiting my freedom and that IS against the law. Freedom of religion, equality between gender and race -- are some of these issues even pertinent anymore? Ever heard of the constitution?

Short and Sweet (still in development)

Kill Time

Give me a blade and I'll kill Time.
And when he's dead the clocks will be mine;
I'll set them back to yesterday,
And we'll have all the time to play.

Fuck You

Fuck You
An Original Poem by K. M. Hepp

You told me I'm an idiot for spending my cash on books.
You suggest I should've spent it on clothes to improve my looks.
Well I'll outgrow those god damn clothes but the books at least are true friends,
Stability in print; a friendship in which I can depend.
So thanks for the wasted years I wasted at your bloated side,
constantly pushed and prodded by your inflated ego and your pride,
your days were spent intimidating me but fate intervened, thank god,
a real friend wouldn't mind if I happened to be a little odd.
Everything was shallow you're more fake than a Barbie doll,
our nights together were wasted on the local shopping mall,
We could've bettered ourselves but we spent it on lipgloss,
but since that day we parted I've become my own damn boss.
I wish I had a picture of you where you were really smiling,
To know we had at least one real moment would keep me flying,
but thank you for teaching me what a real friend wouldn't do,
I've been a better person since the day I last talked to you.

Sweet Treat

Sweet Treat
An Original Poem by K. M. Hepp

They came on quiet feet,
Another shadow in the night,
Skin cast blue in moonlight,
In search of something sweet.
The smallest prick of pain,
The breath against her vein.
They took the savory treat,
And it filled their souls,
It patched up every hole,
They left on quiet feet.

Acid Rain

Acid Rain
An Original Poem by K. M. Hepp
There's nothing about you I can appraise,
Desire runs rampant, I'm trapped in a maze,
There's no way at all that I can escape,
I'll be forever locked up in your cage.
Thinking of you puts my mind in a haze,
You walk into the room and I’m set ablaze,
Until you leave the world is a daze,
You leave me in a state of disarray.
You're as decadent as a serenade,
Covert, unknowable, a masquerade,
The sight of you makes my mind misbehave,
My addiction to you will never change.
You're as bad for me as acid rain,
And like the rain you'll return someday.