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buses are so iconic they’re like “this little number tells you where I’m going hop on if you want idc” and everyone at the bus stop is like “wig”

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My mind is like an internet browser. 17 tabs are open, 4 of them are frozen and I don’t know where the music is coming from.

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hey, bro? are we vibing? are we connecting on the spiritual plane, bro? your aura is striking. can i kiss you deeply, dude?

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“parkour"  I say as I roll to the other side of the bed 

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moment of genuine kinship with the man who noticed me applying lip chap while bagging my groceries as he took out his lip chap and applied as he walked by

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nobody:

common house spider: can i die of malnutrition in your bedroom please?

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Belly Rub Poster by Jay Fleck

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rennaissance painters: what is a baby? a small man?

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it was really heartening to learn that the purpose of creating such a thick uterine lining during the menstrual period was to prevent the implantation of embryos rather than encourage them, and that our uterus is basically flushing out anything it deems unworthy during the period itself rather than “punishing” us for not being pregnant (which is how it’s usually framed). it’s almost as if your female body is more concerned with the protection and continuation of itself rather than being used as a procreative vessel.

the fact that we’ve come to accept the idea that our reproductive organs are punishing us for not being continuously pregnant is proof of how deeply patriarchal brainwashing has convinced women that we are nothing but broodmares for ‘their’ children.

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the earth didn’t have to give us meadows of poppies, but she did!!