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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

@theartofmadeline
Claire Keane
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
RMH
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occasionally subtle

#extradirty

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Misplaced Lens Cap
trying on a metaphor

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three hearts that beat as one | old hollywood throuples anyone???
Actually, yes, at some point as an adult iIt is your responsibility to learn about history and politics outside of what you were taught in traditional k-12 education
we probably gotta stop rating things women do on a scale of empowering/not empowering at some point
microdosing hell by being awake and literate
Im sorry i know its bad to post screenshots of ads but unemployedprofessors.com is really getting me
I just saw someone say “You need to read a book intended for adults.” instead of “Read a different book.” to a Harry Potter fan. Big fan of that.
The reaction to this post is making me realize I need to start saying this immediately.
They are books written for children. Children are the intended audience. Not that you cannot enjoy children’s books as an adult but that you should not be reading children’s books exclusively.
i bet it feels good as fuck to feel good
20k+ likes on a Stannis tweet we’re so back
they are the same picture & it's about being SMITTEN
He does not care about their sacrifice, / for the decaying bones of prayers hunched in penury. // But he craves the craving of their throats. / The sacrifice, a ransom, like desolate palms // of beggars / grown into an opulent corona of pleas. // All there for him to see, in the clear light / of the moon, made visible by sheer abandonment.
— Saddiq Dzukogi, from Book One, Bakandamiya