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simonetta ravizza fw18

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Janusz Stanny

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Rosalyn Drexler - Night Visitors (oil on canvas, 1988)

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casual intimacy kills me every time. grand gestures are cute and all but seeing two people who are just totally comfortable with having each other in their space, who dont think twice about leaning into each other and thoughtlessly holding each other while doing unrelated things….. thats love

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im pregnant.

i was taken advantage of by a man who held enough leverage over my whole family that i was terrified to protest.

i didn’t want any of this.

i can’t afford to be pregnant. i can’t afford to have a child. i can’t afford any of this.

my only option for terminating is finding a way to go to jackson, mississippi for four days to visit the only clinic in mississippi. my life is over if i dont.

i work hard at a terrible, dangerous job, literally putting my life on the line at work. i saved money for the procedure itself since i found out, but i can’t afford a trip to jackson…..i just cant. i have to pay for lodging, a bus ticket, transportation…. mississippi only allows first trimester abortions..im already at 13 weeks and time isn’t on my side.

please help me.

please

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me at an alt j concert: PLAY PUT IT IN MY BUTT!

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Three years ago today. I love this bit of video. Not sure why.

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Because this looks like a Monet painting or an old watercolour anime background come to life?! I was in utter disbelief until it started moving.

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Shoutout to all my ladies who are recognizing themselves as creatives, artists, writers, painters, poets, sculptors, songwriters, illustrators.. shoutout to all the ladies awakening to their own creativity and understanding we’re not just muses we are living art and artists and have space to express this art. We’re releasing the need to ask for permission, we are doing what we’ve dreamed of because we dreamed it and it’s ours.