You said the anger would come back just as the love did.
I have a black look I do not like. It is a mask I try on. I migrate toward it and its frog sits on my lips and defecates. It is old. It is also a pauper. I have tried to keep it on a diet. I give it no unction.
There is a good look that I wear like a blood clot. I have sewn it over my left breast. I have made a vocation of it. Lust has taken plant in it and I have placed you and your child at its milk tip.
Oh the blackness is murderous and the milk tip is brimming and each machine is working and I will kiss you when I cut up one dozen new men and you will die somewhat, again and again.
"If artificial flavors could ripen and mature like the fruits they imitate, then Kyoto is still too FD&C Green No. 3. Like a raspberry Warhead, It gets better over time, but you don’t feel any more virtuous for being patient."
"I can capture smooth lines on a computer using Bézier curves that do not have the imperfections that would occur if done by hand. This allows for the emotionless, inhuman quality I am looking for." [source]
I hadn't heard of Emily Graslie or her vlog, "The Brain Scoop," before stumbling upon this NPR blog detailing Graslie's video on (in her words) "the frustratingly negative and sexist comments that I have to sift through in my various inboxes on a daily basis."
How am I not surprised.
That aside, I've subscribed and was enchanted by the series of videos in which Emily and team pick up and process a dead wolf donated to the University of Montana's Zoological Museum.
I'm particularly fond of her vivid descriptions of smells: "It smells like KFC if you leave it in the back of your car with a layer of water at the bottom of the bucket in hundred-degree weather. For 8 years."