I feel like a bad dog
So easily tamed
And so easily loyal
Like stupid dog
When you hit me
I sob and recoil
I think it's my fault
The bad things you do
And still into the night
I'd follow you
I feel like a bad dog
Who's done nothing wrong
I feel like a bad dog
Who deserves all the hits, love
I take it all cause
Cause i feel like a bad dog
I take it all,
I eat scraps of love
My bowl is empty
under the table your leg I nudge
I don't mean to beg you
But I've been starving since birth
I'll lick any knife
No matter what it says bout my worth
I don't mind at all I've gotten used to the name
I believe it all and all of the shame
Cause I believe I'm a bad dog
Who's done nothing wrong
I believe I'm a bad dog
Who deserves all the hits, love
I take it all cause
Cause i feel like a bad dog
I feel like a bad dog
I feel like a bad dog
Maybe Imma bad dog
I am a bad dog
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words you'll never pry from my mouth
i'd get on my knees for you; if you asked.
i won't request kindness.
i'd do it despite. despite.
say the word, i'll worship you like god.
please, say the word.
i'd devote myself if you told me to.
the line of fire is a bar i walk before you.
i'd be a dog. loyal. full of teeth.
i'd be a dog if you'd love me like a dog.
lay out your demands and i'll fold at the waist,
write out your list and i'll read it with needy eyes.
on my knees. a god; a dog.
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my roman empire?
Laika, that little space dog.
beautiful girl,
touch the nebulas’ and staurn’s rings for me, and may the stars and the moon provide you comfort and light that the human race never could.
sleep well beloved Laika
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RYAN HARTMAN HAPPY HUNGRY BEAST A FATAL BLOW
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i will always be something untamable, something so brittle and so utterly ungrateful
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I’m sad about Laika’s death and story not just because she was abused and mistreated for the Russia/USA space race, but because I empathize to well with her tripled heart rate and breathing, her panicking, not knowing she was a lamb sent to slaughter, or in her case a dog sent to certain death to burn up orbiting her home planet. I think while she was dying, she was looking at the stars, I have a feeling she liked looking at them from Moscow streets. I think she noticed while heading up into the atmosphere that the stars shined a little brighter for her.
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