I adore this.
It is. Sex work has more gender discrimination, more dangers, more hazards in general, so in many ways, sex work is generally harder work. It should be respected. And legalized.
The Stonewall Inn

Product Placement

if i look back, i am lost
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NASA
YOU ARE THE REASON
Cosimo Galluzzi
Color Me Curious
Claire Keane
todays bird

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Keni

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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
Monterey Bay Aquarium
The Bowery Presents
hello vonnie
Sade Olutola
cherry valley forever
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I adore this.
It is. Sex work has more gender discrimination, more dangers, more hazards in general, so in many ways, sex work is generally harder work. It should be respected. And legalized.
The air roared with laughter outside my window And in the shadow of its colorful language Leaves are blowing in clumps I am unable to think Is there someone there I reach a hand into the darkness Only to find a long wind of hair
Ribbon of May by Chicka Sagawa (Translated by Sawako Nakaysu)
“Moments of peace are fleeting. All other moments are significantly longer. Understanding this is also wisdom. But because they are so short, we must live in these moments as if it were only then that we lived”
— Stig Dagerman, A Moth to a Flame (Burnt Child), tr. Benjamin Mier-Cruz
Dream high. ☁️✨
“I wanted to be physically erased and start over again. I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to be there. I guess I wanted to be nowhere, I wanted to listen to my brain talk inside of nothingness. I wanted to be untouchable and have no need.”
— David Wojnarowicz, from Close to the Knives: A Memoir of Disintegration (via unpetalled)
And I will wait for you.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov | Caravaggio, Bacchus/The Lute Player/Saint Jerome Writing/Young Sick Bacchus (details)
Army Of Darkness (1992)
“you ever just want to fucking cut your body to shreds until you bleed the fuck out because that’s where I am at right now.”
— (via sa-dnesss)
bloodsport, Yves Olade