Tuesday, 7 January 2014

Beyoncé

Beyoncé. Beyoncé. Beyoncé. Just Beyoncé. Queen Bey. Yes just yes.

So everyone already knows that last month, last year, Beyoncé released and album with no warning, no advertising, no nothing! She just released it and it's perfect! It's flawless! Every single song is so good like yeah it's just like indescribable! It's so inappropriate too though! Like there's a couple of songs you wouldn't wanna sing with your grandma! 

I love the lyrics they're so good!!

Perfection is a disease of a nation
Plastic smiles and denial can only take you so far
I love you even more than who I thought you were before
All on Instagram, cake by the pound-my life in a sentence really
I sneezed on the beat and the beat got sicker
I wish that you were me, So you could feel this feeling
Sometimes I want to walk in your shoes do the type of things that I never ever do
We're so much more than pointless fixtures, Instagram pictures
I love you like XO-me and Dione always say that to eachother now
Heaven couldn't wait for you, no heaven couldn't wait for you, so go on, go home
When I look in your eyes, I feel alive

Then I love this part:
We teach girls to shrink themselves, to make themselves smaller
We say to girls: "You can have ambition, but not too much
You should aim to be successful, but not too successful
Otherwise, you will threaten the man"
Because I am female, I am expected to aspire to marriage
I am expected to make my life choices
Always keeping in mind that marriage is the most important
Now, marriage can be a source of joy and love and mutual support
But why do we teach girls to aspire to marriage
And we don't teach boys the same?
We raise girls to see each other as competitors
Not for jobs or for accomplishments, which I think can be a good thing
But for the attention of men
We teach girls that they cannot be sexual beings in the way that boys are
Feminist: a person who believes in the social
Political, and economic equality of the sexes.


I just love the album and dats de end of that!!

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