We Need To Talk About Shane

The relationship here you have with him
It's giving you unrealistic expectations of men

So far in your life they've never caused you pain
But I guarantee you now you won't find a straight Shane

He walks the dogs when I'm not around
He looks for hope when it can't be found

He spends his money on me all the time
For cabs, meals, gin and tonics with lime

He bought my mum flowers for mothers day
I was the first person he told he was gay

He means more to me than he will ever know
I'm just not very good at putting my feelings on show

We joke about one of us finding a good man
How he can't replace us as we have a plan

I'm scared of the day when we won't be this close
It's the inevitable ending and everyone knows

It will be horrible the day we drift apart
As so much of him is in embedded in my heart

He's been by my side most of my life
I love having such a cute little queer wife

Pretty Pretty CupCakes

Thursday

I hate Wednesdays
Cause they remind me of you

Thursdays make me cry
Cause you never told me why

Fridays are a bore
When I think of your new whore

On Saturday I like to drink
Till I can no longer think

Sundays torment my head
Memories of waking in your bed

On Monday things are clear
I wouldn't even want you here

Tuesdays are the same
I realise you're fucking lame

Mordern Romance

I wish I could get you out of my mind

But I'd never met someone this kind

From the instant we met, you were oh so keen

It made me forget your a fucking twat Dean

As we slept I could feel your excited smile

Tonight I want to forget you just for a while

Now thinking about you makes me feel sick

I can't believe I ever put my fanny near your dick

My favourite Quote

"Feeling sorry for things is just an excuse not to celebrate your own happiness"

Maryann - True Blood

Brigitte Aphrodite

Just before Christmas I worked with Brigitte Aphrodite and Alex Wheeler on her music video for 'Merry Kissmass'. I did all the makeup, had an amazingly long tiring day but it was well worth it.

Back In Your Box

Many a time I’ve been named a freak

I would much prefer to be called unique

I’m not one of those types who’s artistically accepted

More like that loser who’s continuously rejected

My brain gets a beating from my OCD

Like I can only draw people from reality TV

I wish fictional characters were my best friend

If I stare long enough the spoon WILL bend

I believe in vampire’s demons and alien things

I want salt by the door and pentagrams on the ceilings

The weird ones can’t help but be this way

Obsessed with dogs, shy or just well gay

I get confused that my dreams are really true

So for no apparent reason I’ll be mad with you

My personality has taken some hard knocks

But I don’t ever think I can get back in that box

De La Soul

Public Enemy

Snoop Music