āSphinx and Chimeraā Jeanne Mammen, 1910ā1914
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āSphinx and Chimeraā Jeanne Mammen, 1910ā1914
living under a rock is so fun i love watching a movie thatās been famous for decades and being like wow this is so good.. did you guys know about this
So the thing is boobs really do be jiggling. If having breasts has taught me anything it is that the ladies frolic. I don't even have that large of boobs but every time I go down some stairs all I can think about is that stupid quote about boobing breastily down the stairs or whatever it is because God Damn.
But anime and video game boob jiggling is like. The most uncanny valley shit I've ever seen nine times out of ten. You would think people this horny about tits would have actually looked at some but I guess not.
What we really need is some pervert to compile the ultimate visual guide to boob bouncing physics that's just like 500 hours of meticulously organized videos of breasts of different size and shape and under different fabrics bouncing around from a wide variety of physical movements so horny game devs can finally get it right and I don't have to be creeped out by women who appear to have surgically implanted softballs in their chest under skin made of rubber bands.
chat iām lowk about to record him snoring and breathing to fall asleep to who the fuck said that
itās okay! iāve been thinking about you too
no one appreciates that i could be a million times worse
Idk man my nervous system gets regulated from walking really really fast and elbowing groups of people taking up the whole sidewalk. like thatās what makes me feel at peace
real footage of what me singing āmy wayā
you should get a second evening for reading fan fiction. And you should get an extra day in the week to do arts and crafts.
Been digging my own grave and making my own bed and other such productive activities lately
we HAVE to come up with a cure for the terminal dread felt the day you have therapy. like it literally makes me feel better FYMMMM
my sister asked what my hand sanitizer scent was and i said āhibiscus and banana leafā but the real scent was āpassion fruit and banana flowerā which obviously makes a lot more sense but i think it a very good representation of my adjacent-to-the-idea way of thinking.
ānothing is lost because nothing is mineā
WHAT ABOUT THE WORLD AND HOW ITS YOUR OYSTER? i mean like good for you but ive lost EVERYTHING
i wish every time i thought about my past and miss it i had a chip to go off in my brain like an electrical wire.
FUUUUCK i just remembered!!!
before i learned to wear heels and mascara. glossier brow gel and these sticky lip gloss that always catch my hair. i always feel boyish.
i always wanted to compete with boys. in 5th grade PE class
i ran faster than boys. i get better grades than boys. i debate with boys i left them speechless and and i felt proud. i beat boys. once i broke boyās tailbone at soccer. thereās something i wanted to prove badly.
mom told me my fatherās parents always wish for a grandson. & they were heartbroken in the waiting room when she delivered me. when they found out iām a granddaughter. they still love me to death. even tho iāve never been a sweet girl till recently. my grandma got me dresses (ugly) and bought me everything i want. now she doesnāt remember me bc the dementia. her mental illness flow in the blood of our family tree. in the root. to my father and then to mi (iām ok). iām not sad or mad that she canāt remember me. i canāt change that, like how she canāt change the fact that im not a boy. a grandson. iām a girl. technically im a woman now and im suppose to stop competing with boys. i need to let them win. i need to pretend im dumb. i need to surrender so i will be married eventually and have a son hopefully to make my / his family proud. to form a nuclear family as George Murdock proposed. i have to stop beating boys, i have to please them, i have to save them like virgin Mary. i have so many things to complete. i have to seduce them but deep down i want to break their bones. (fiction)
if god was real sheād replace the rage that fills me with something cool like. organs or blood