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I don't judge people who nigh-exclusively read fanfiction (writ large), but I admit I do get like, confused by the people who proudly proclaim how they only read different ten thousand different iterations of (functionally) the same characters going through the same few meet-cutes and romcom tropes.

Does it not get tedious?

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i am as white as a white american can get and the thought of using the white color emojis sickens me to the bone. bitch if you dont make me simpsons yellow

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love when I convince myself I have some wack ass disease and have to come back down to earth

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I am not in the headspace to see rich people be happy

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I am not in the headspace to see rich people be happy

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I am not in the headspace to see rich people be happy

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I am not in the headspace to see rich people be happy

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I am not in the headspace to see rich people be happy

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"It started with a photo. Entitled Samurai Sissy, the stark black and white 1979 portrait by French artist and conceptualist Jean-Paul Goude depicted steel-cheekboned Amazonian black supermodel turned disco chanteuse Grace Jones wrapped in a dramatic padded-shouldered Issey Miyake creation. At the time Goude and Jones were both artistic and romantic collaborators (he’s the father of Jones’ only child, Paulo, born in 1979. In fact, Jones is pregnant with Paulo in Samurai Sissy). Sinister but sexy, the image is so powerful, androgynous and alluring it suggested a world of possibilities: Jones as a panther in human form. Black Marlene Dietrich. Female Bowie. Space-age Nefertiti. Dominatrix from outer space. In her 2015 autobiography I’ll Never Write My Memoirs, Jones herself describes it as “me as an ominous hard-eyed samurai filtered through something occult and African, the killer clown interrupting some mysterious ceremony.” Chris Blackwell, head honcho of Island Records, had the photo enlarged and stuck to the wall of his deluxe Compass Point recording studio in the Bahamas, instructing his crack team of musicians, “Make a record that sounds like that looks.”"

Released on this day 45 years ago (9 May 1980) by Island Records: Warm Leatherette, the lacerating, game-changing New Wave art statement (and ultimate punk-disco hybrid) by everyone’s favourite scary diva, Grace Jones. This is the one, of course, with Jones’ radical reggae-spiked reinterpretations of songs like “Private Life” by The Pretenders, “Love is the Drug” by Roxy Music and “Breakdown” by Tom Petty (not to mention the title track by The Normal). (Re: the above quote – it’s from my review for now-defunct Loverboy magazine when Warm Leatherette was reissued as a deluxe digitally re-mastered CD box set in 2016). Now sing along with me: “You asked my advice; I say use the door / But you're still clinging to somebody you deplore / And now you want to use me for emotional blackmail / I just feel pity when you lie, contempt when you cry …”

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just saw (and heard) a bird dive bomb my driveway to drop a shit and then fly off. Kind of love it.

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just saw the pope announcement. girls did yall seriously not get out and VOTE!!! we were supposed to write in hamas for pope

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stress smoking drinking and jerking off until you are crazy

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kinda how i see them rn