The minute a band or artist has a bunch of female fans, they lose artistic credit in society but if a band has a lot of male fans, they’re considered “great bands” and “greatest artist of our times”.
Pisses me off so much. Don’t discredit bands and artists just because of who the fans are.
do you ever see your favorite band on TV or hear them playing while your at store and your just like HEY THATS MY BAND
I remember when I said I wouldn’t get attached. But you were kind and beautiful. And I was young & naive, I didn’t know any better. We were just two kids in a beat up car, driving to somewhere unknown.
I remember you parking by the beach as the sun set began and you turned the radio low, some old Katy Perry song playing in the background. It was serene and neither of us really said much. You whispered “please don’t fall for me.” I promised that I wouldn’t.
I remember the night you took what I valued most, rather than the first time I “lost it.” there was no exchange of “I love you.” because that wasn’t what we did. Instead it was easy & painless and you held my hand once or twice, then we cuddled and watched a movie. That night was perfect to me.
Not even a week later was it arranged: our little agreement. No love just lust but the way you handled situations and would hold me at 3 am. I guess I’m stupid for believing it was much more. But as time went on my feelings grew and you continued to say “I can’t there’s another girl.” so our arrangement stayed until one night I laid awake. I remember calling you at 1 am and crying that I couldn’t do this anymore, that I’d broke my promise. You said I was a stupid little slut for.. for believing someone could love me the way that I loved anyone. I said okay and hung up. I cried knowing that the past three weeks meant nothing and that I was a stupid little slut because what girl falls for a guy she barely even knows? Maybe it was your eyes, or your smile - god that smile - but it doesn’t matter anymore because the pain has been replaced with anger. so fuck you for being so charming & allowing me to fall in lust. & fuck you for ever convincing me to go on that ride with you that late August day.
What’s the difference?