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listen….. ladies…… my advice to you is, do not agonize over the specific percentages of your attraction to women, men, and variously presenting nonbinary people……… do not agonize over whether your attraction is “real” or “just comphet.” 

become ruthlessly joy-sensitive. get in touch with your own experiences of embodied desire and pleasure, in particular moments as they arise, not as hypothetical states. find ways to safely experiment! you do not need a label to be fulfilled. just kiss people in real life and get off the internet.

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What’s wrong with libras?

nothing in particular i think astrology is when everyone hates their ex but that’s what makes it fun

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is Andrew Garfield actually gay or is he just like really really extra about his allyship

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i literally never force myself to do anything thats probably my biggest problem abjzsdgdhdj

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I think the goose game is so successful because it captures a fundamental human desire to be absolutely but harmlessly bastardous

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the blair witch isn’t mean, like imagine a group of film majors showing up to ur house with a camera and screaming at u

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“Listening to the signs”

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There was a woman on the subway blasting Lana Del Rey on her phone and drinking wine out of a box. An icon

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not to channel george orwell on main but nows the time to start keeping hammers next to every electrical device u own lol

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I’ve decided to stop “getting in touch with my emotions” and instead focus on being sexy and cool like god intended

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“what to do? think & create & love people & give of self like mad.”

The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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me: *breaks down crying in the privacy of my own home*

my brain: you’re faking your emotions for attention. you’re just doing this because you think it makes for a cool personal narrative

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what're you getting treatment for?

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I want to get more familiar with you. I love you. I loved you when you came and sat on the bed--all that second afternoon was like warm mist--and I hear again the way you say my name--with that queer accent of yours. You arouse in me such a mixture of feelings, I don't know how to approach you. Only come to me--get closer and closer to me. It will be beautiful, I promise you.

Henry Miller

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i feel like eric andres desk