LIFE’S NOT A BITCH. Life is a beautiful woman, you only call her a bitch cause she wouldn’t let you get that pussy. Maybe she didn’t think y’all shared any similar interests, or maybe you’re just an asshole who couldn’t sweet talk a princess.
Aesop Rock, Daylight
You don’t test a gentle person the way that you don’t steep tea for too long. Submerge me and I will imbue, and what was sweet will be bitter. I will be strong on your tongue and unpleasant to the taste, and you’ll regret drowning me in your guile.
My gentleness is not for your taking.
I can bear any pain, as long as it has meaning.
And anyway, when did sexual attraction become the sole metric for physical beauty? Is a sunset “ugly” just because you don’t want to fuck it? What about a waterfall? A horse? Ireland? A song?