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やくざ観音情女仁義 Yakuza Justice: Erotic Code of Honor, Tatsumi Kumashiro
Foto de los años 30s que retrata la vista aérea del Zócalo y la Catedral Metropolitana, donde se ve de forma clara lo distinto que era el punto más famoso del centro histórico.
Te extraño mucho.
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Michael Reed, Photo by Robert Mapplethorpe, 1987
My favorite part is that at the top of the page it’s implied that this is a whole section titled “Aquatic Fowl Opportunities”
GUYS
Desde hace mucho tiempo traigo una pelea en mi cabeza, sobre el ser mujer, lo que se supone que debo ser, lo que veo en todos lados y no soy.
Se lo platiqué a él, después de discutir un poco y quererle hacer entender que estoy aprendiendo de mis errores y que los estoy cambiando, que por favor no me viera como la misma persona que era cuando estábamos juntos.
No esperaba que me dijera nada simplemente se lo compartí. Le dije de la disforia que me produce a veces ver que una mujer debe enseñar el pecho, su escote, debe tener la ropa ceñida, el cabello y las uñas arregladas, un culo enorme. Del otro lado del teléfono sólo escuchaba un no tras otro no. Me dijo algo como, no, lo que me gustó de ti fue eso, que eres única, tu forma de ser, de vestir, tu cuerpo. Has hecho tu propia forma de ser mujer.
Lo ignoré un poco porque no quería -ilusionarme- con esto que me estaba diciendo pero sentí bonito. Nunca me había dicho esto y, aunque estoy intentando quitarme esta parte de sentirme validada por la gente que me gusta, se sintió muy bien, como un ¡no estás mal, vas bien! Se siente bonito que te digan algo así cuando en tu cabeza sólo te peleas contigo misma (y a veces con otras mujeres).
No tengo ni debo de caber en ninguna idea preconcebida sobre lo que es ser mujer. A veces es tan difícil el no querer seguir algo que vemos todos los días todo el tiempo.
No tenía idea de que algo que le atrajo de mi fue precisamente esto.
which one of u was going to tell me that tea tastes different if u put it in hot water?
y- you were putting it in cold water?????
Radish. Answer the question radish.
yeah??? i thought for like. 5 years that ppl just put it in hot water 2 speed up the tea-ification process didn’t realize there was an actual reason
You dont have the patience to microwave water for 3 minutes???
[ID: Tags reading “u think i have the patience to boil water wtf ?????” /End ID]
why are you. putting it in the microwave to boil it
Do you think I have the patience to boil water on the stove
Its takes less than a minute
Bestie is ur stovetop powered by the fucking sun
How long does it take you to boil a cup of water on the stove
Like seven minutes
Just stick the mug on top of the stove on medium heat n it boils in like two minutes… less than that is u use a saucepan…
Crying you’re putting the whole mug on the stove ???? On medium heat???? Ur stove is enchanted
Every single person in this post is a fucking lunatic
Yet another post that reads like four shakespeare characters who come out in the middle of the play to talk about something completely unrelated for comic relief
(Enter RADISHN’T, MOTHMAN MISATO, BOIMG FROG and CATS'N RAINCOATS, stage left. They are having a HEATED DISCUSSION.)
RADISHN’T: Prithee, which one of you had planned to tell
Of diff'rent flavours gained by simple act
Of brewing tea with water hot, not cold?
MOTHMAN: Egad! you poured the water cold? Wherefore?!
FROG: An answer from you, Radish, I must beg.
RADISHN’T: Indeed I did, dear friends - why does this shock?
Without the guide of others I assumed
That heat was merely added for the sake
Of expediting this solution’s brewing!
Half a decade I have spent, or more,
Not questioning this worldview I had made.
In fact, I am myself a bit surprised
That you might think that I, your dearest friend,
Might have a patience of sufficient stock
To wait until a pot of water boils.
FROG: Three minutes overtaxes patience so?
The microwave will beep when it is done!
CATS'N: My friend, this answer vexes me the more!
Can it be true that thou dost boil by nuke?!
FROG: Are you in turn, my friend, so shocked to know
That I have not the patience, like our Root,
To boil upon the stove our favour’d drink?
CATS'N: It takes less than a minute!
FROG: On what plate?
Perhaps your dinner cooks atop the sun?
CATS'N: How long can take your stove to fill the task
Of boiling but a single cup alone?
FROG: In minutes?
CATS'N: Yes!
FROG: I counted seven, once.
CATS'N: Perhaps you ought to have your timepiece checked!
If on a middle heat you place the cup
You soon will have the scalding drink you crave.
Two minutes, in a mug upon the plate
Or even less, if you should have a pot.
FROG: You cause me tears - is this how thou dost live?
You place upon the iron stove a mug?
A mug, ceramic, filled with water cold?
How do these flames, though medium in height,
Not shatter like a glass this fragile thing?
Surely, then, your kitchen is bewitched
With magicks far beyond the mortal ken!
(The FOUR realise they have wandered into the THRONE ROOM. The ROYAL COURT watches with fascination.)
KING: Ev'ry single person in this group must be a fucking lunatic, it seems.
It's not coming back.
You're not coming back.
Extraño mucho poderle contar a mi mejor amigo lo que se me cruzara por la mente.
Me gustaría hablarle sin que él ni yo sintiéramos que lo estoy molestando. Me gustaría contarle que recién busqué los efectos secundarios de una histerectomía porque ya estoy harta de sentirme como mierda dos semanas de cada mes, que mi cabeza se torne en contra mía, que me mienta y me tenga en casa sin hacer nada más que seguir sintiéndome mal.
Extraño mucho a mi mejor amigo. Extraño su visión de las cosas, que me escuche. Lo extraño.
Kid 1: Hey what are you doing?
Kid 2: *tosses a bike in the river* I dunno I’m just fuckin tossing bikes in the river bro
I really believed the caption was a snarky parody of what was said and not literally the actual dialogue
“Golden sunrise” Omutninsk, Kirov Oblast, Russia