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One Nice Bug Per Day
Claire Keane
macklin celebrini has autism
Monterey Bay Aquarium

gracie abrams

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ellievsbear
official daine visual archive
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
occasionally subtle

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Misplaced Lens Cap
sheepfilms

Origami Around
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Today's Document
noise dept.
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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VFILES fall/winter 2014, new york.
Taken from American Girl magazine, 1970/71
An abstinence-focused sex education class in East Lansing, Michigan recently received a shock when one student’s sex-positive mother sat in on the proceedings — and hilariously live-tweeted them.
Alice Dreger, a professor of medical humanities and bioethics at Northwestern University’s Feinberg School of Medicine, was invited by her son to join his abstinence-only sex education class, to see, in her words, “how bad it is.”
Dreger has a fair amount of experience in the sexuality arena — she’s written prominently about the value of pleasure, given a TED talk on the power of anatomy and regularly tweets about the importance of sex positivity — so she knows what she’s talking about when it comes to sex.
Unfortunately for her son’s sex education instructor, this meant that the class was ripe for public shaming. (Source: Mic)
SCISSORS FOR PAPER ABORTIONS I’M DYING
I’m so glad for this string of tweets. Abstinence-only sex ed is horrible and it does not work.
You must prepare yourself physically and emotionally for what you are about to read. You will see many reflections of your life in my script. Are you ready?
Tommy Wiseau to Greg Sestero when he was about to read the script of The Room (via shrekyourself)
Omg
Refer to England as “a mysterious and warlike nation off the coast of western Asia”
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@blutoothe
Found this from Hark, A Vagrant ages ago, and I absolutely love it.
Still the best
me asking my mother for money w/ @junglepoussey
Model: Giannina Oteto
Make-Up Artist: Tatyana Harkoff
iman, from “sisters under the skin”, 1978.
Artwork for the back of the Doll Parts CD single, 1994. Handwritten story by Courtney, transcribed by me.
Pure glamour in the spotlight as she begins to sing the bittersweet blues about saint sickly sweet his smell still dusky, and teenage heartache. For many Manhattans and Chesterfields, but she’s still got her looks. She adjusts the microphone to its proper height. Her skintight glitter knit black formal kisses her still moist from him.
Skin. Every pore is crying. Every pore grows a violet, it moves into a frlll of tulle at the hem with a single red satin ROSE/SAPPHIRE BROACH accent and 4 strand crystal bead choker, long black tricot gloves, black open toed pumps complete this sophisticated nightclub singers ensemble. An angel enfolds her. She’ll take in the slots before catching the bus to Juarez, life is moving inside her.
A rosary sticks to her skin inside her strapless whalebone girdle. She wishes laudanum was still legal & hopes God will forgive her.
meadham kirchhoff details by eleanor hardwick
2016: If You Hated 2015, This Isn't For You Either
2017: If You Missed 2002
[W]hat would be the value of the passion for knowledge if it resulted only in a certain amount of knowledgeableness and not, in one way or another and to the extent possible, in the knower’s straying afield from himself? There are times in life when the question of knowing if one can think differently than one thinks, and perceive differently than one sees, is absolutely necessary if one is to go on looking and reflecting at all. People will say, perhaps, that these games with oneself would be better left backstage, or at best, that they might properly form part of those preliminary exercises that are forgotten once they have served their purpose. But then what is philosophy today– philosophical activity, I mean– if it is not the critical work that thought brings to bear on itself? In what does it consist, if not in the endeavor to know how and to what it extent it might be possible to think differently, instead of legitimating what is already known?
The Use of Pleasure by Michel Foucault, translated from the French by Robert Hurley (via bettersaidby)
Why do I still feel Foucault on so much
I'll be honest, it's my personality more than anything else that prevents me from having as much sex as I want, perhaps ultimately proving the theorem that men aren't as shallow as they seem when it comes to who they'll fuck.