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i made a gift for my fellow americans. feel free to steal and put it wherever

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alright i’ll bite. who is kamala harris

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(via Show and Tell - Imgur)

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we have GOT to kill tiktok/twitter self-censorship i just witnessed a grown adult say the word “smex” out loud to our professor

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The Black Monarch’s Ghost - Created by Ben Turner

Here is the original box cover, for nostalgia’s sake.

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Gav’s Tavern Hi, I hope you like this. It is different from what I usually do. Also it was a lot of work.

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Attack the Block (2011) dir. Joe Cornish

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hey you, young US voters, look at me, PLEASE read the *entire* ballot! like i cannot stress this enough

"race wtf of course we're gonna read the whole ballot why -"

because i live in a deep blue county in a deep blue state and there were 4 absolutely batshit right wing initiatives on the ballot. 'make any kind of policy or state spending addressing climate change literally illegal' levels of batshit.

i truly do not give a fuck how you feel about voting, because the people who want project 2025 to happen think its super neat and are organized and active and preventing them from getting anything done is way way W A Y more effective than trying to clean up a mess after they succeed

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napoleon elevated the german people to sapience and they've made it everyone else's problem ever since. a gross historical mistake whose consequences have yet to be fully understood

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the woman in the river shows me an axe of silver and asks if it is the one I lost. I respond that it is. she produces an axe of gold and asks the same question again. I shamefully look away, not sure whether I'm comfortable admitting that I was dual wielding

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🌺🕸️ Insidious by nature, rewarding sick behaviour… 🕸️🌺

The best season of the year has oficially arrived! Hope your spooky festivities are fun this month and GOOD LUCK to all artists participating in Inktober or any drawing challenge! 🫶🏽

ig | prints | tshirts

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The straight woman is unsatisfied with straight studio porn. She wants to get off to something in which the actors actually emote and show passion beyond canned moans from the women and, at best, vacant grunts from the men. She turns to gay porn. She knows it's not "for her," but neither was the straight porn, and at least the actors look like they're enjoying themselves. And for a short while she is satiated by Sean Cody et al, but she runs into the same problems she had to begin with. She was not looking at sex but a simulacrum of sex, trapped in Plato's cave. Unsatisfied, she turned to vintage gay porn, harkening to a time when most gay bars still had darkrooms and reliably smelled of piss and Amyl Nitrite. Here was the real thing, in all its animalistic passion. But she still couldn't immerse herself in the fantasy. She wanted the media to engage with her own imagination and meet her half-way, rather than having it spoonfed to her onscreen. She turned to yaoi, with its elongated figures reminiscent of mannerist portraiture, then bara, including hardcore BDSM scenes. But the tactile sensations depicted in the pages didn't do justice to their real life counterparts. She turned deeper into her own imagination, this time reading erotica. No, not the poolside paperbacks sold at Barnes and Noble. The good shit. Why then, was she still not satisfied? She dug deeper, searching for the true meaning of eroticism. She studied the psychoanalysis of Freud, the cultural criticism of Susan Sontag the feminist poetry of Audre Lorde. She took vacation time and flew to Europe, starting at the caves of Lascaux to explore the human urge to create, then traversed the Camino de Santiago on foot, along the way meeting a 56 year old carpenter from Burgos named Andrés, with whom she had an explosive affair. They both knew it couldn't last, which made them cherish each other's touch all the more. Upon flying home, she gave up. If her search for true eroticism never bore fruit this whole time, why would it now? It would take years before she stumbled upon the answer by pure happenstance: dubstep.

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Your body must be rested and fed if you wish to be a pervert.

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