I spent the month before my wedding (it was last saturday!) working on this huge angelgotchi tapestry to display at our reception! Really pleased with how it came out <3
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I spent the month before my wedding (it was last saturday!) working on this huge angelgotchi tapestry to display at our reception! Really pleased with how it came out <3
Photo from the 1975 football match between the crews of Pasolini’s SALO and Bertolucci’s 1900. The player on the far right is Carlo Ancelotti.
https://journals.plos.org/plosone/article?id=10.1371/journal.pone.0284161
Europa (Jupiter’s Moon)
turning a big dial labeled "victim" on one end and "perpetrator" on the other back and forth and constantly looking back at the audience for approval
to eggs belongs nakedness, to cocoons belongs stripping naked. to eggs belongs safety, to cocoons belongs healing. to eggs belongs frailty, to cocoons belongs risk. to eggs belongs progression, to cocoons belongs return. to your egg belongs instinct, to my cocoon belongs will. to eggs belongs proposal, to cocoons belongs rebelling. to eggs belong mothers, to cocoons belong daughters. to eggs belongs love, to cocoons belongs love. to eggs belongs sex, to cocoons belongs seduction. to eggs belongs the world, to cocoons belongs god. to eggs belongs singing, to cocoons belongs playing. to eggs belongs breakfast, to cocoons belongs fasting. to eggs belongs the moving moon, to cocoons belong the hidden suns.
i must change my life here with sunlight and the aux..
just got a call from the american psychiatric association. you old dogs, i said, picking up on the first ring. how many times i gotta tell you to lose this number. i don’t want you coming around here anymore. “listen, toots, we’ve been doing some thinking,” they says, and i says, guess there’s a first time for everything. “you’re a real funny dame, sugardoll. reviewing criticism, we’ve determined that the biggest issue with our previous diagnostic and statistic manuals of mental disorders is the anonymity of it all. we’ve been circling around a vague figure of the mentally well without defining the traits of a mentally well person. there’s no personality. what we need is a cute broad with a couple opinions to model the psychological norm.” so i’m saying back up and give it to me straight: i’m the new standard of sanity? can i get that in writing? and they say, “as the american psychiatric association we hereby state that you are the baseline and any deviations from your personality are deviations from the very concept of sanity, at least in the united states psychiatric system.” they’re making it public tomorrow. it’s a nice gig, if you really want to know. never thought they’d let a woman do it.