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noknowshame

the water in hotel showers will do things to the texture of your hair you didn’t even know were possible

konoko

theunfortunate-author

my daily affirmation as an author

thestuffedalligator

“Incurious” is an incredible thing to call someone. It conveys so much with so little. To be so uninterested with learning or developing an understanding that it’s damning. To fail to feel what a toddler does by instinct.

I sometimes go back to the Dan Olson video about Doug Walker and there’s a bit where he says “Doug wants to be a filmmaker, he wants to make art, but he can't, because he's a fundamentally incurious person who isn't much interested in what other people think or feel and all his ideas boil down to ‘what if Batman met Mario?’” and I know that if this was said about most artists I have met they would wither up on the spot like a dying spider

pmamtraveller

The Breeze, Ron Schwerin, 1988.

seraphrain

if all else fails at least i still have touching myself as an option

kinuko

Mitch mcconnell might be dead

luxwing

mclennonyaoi

raraeavesmoriendi

NOT THE CRABS WE EXPECTED BUT STILL SOME CRABS WE DESERVE!!!

rayeprettyass

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lewdmoosesideblog

maybe I want to be objectified a little bit, as a treat

escapedaudios

When I was a little boy, girls used to just do random cartwheels for no reason. Then one day, they stopped. Now that I am a man, no women randomly do cartwheels. This is because society is evil and killed the cartwheel impulse in their soul. They don't even spin horizontally anymore. It's fucked up.