It actually does. Why do websites and stores require memberships to do anything there?
so unrelated but have you guys heard about what's going on in the uk? our main gas company has been breaking into homes of single mothers, the disabled and other such vunerable groups and replacing our gas meters with smart meters while we're not home through a legal loophole. so. lol
reminder we're allegedly about to have the worst economic crisis this year of most western countries and most of us including myself have to choose between heat, electricity and food on a daily basis. lol. Lol. Laugh out loud
reblogs appreciated because i feel as if im insane sometimes for the lack of mention of this shit here
the sun literally sets and casts a golden hue over everything every single day and we fucked it all up and invented paying rent
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 Nitrate. 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.
hades and persephone except [tells it worse than ever before/the same as every other modern adaptation]
#haded and persephone except its demeter selling persephone to one direction @nil-number How does it feel to be the funniest motherfucker alive
dont be insensitive. americans wear shoe in house in case they need to go get cheeseburger on short notice
I feel cheated. no one on Reddit told me that tumblr is a serotonin factory. Keep liking and reblogging my posts please thanks
happy pride (or else) 🦇🩸
and uhhh read my webcomic (no or else. do it or don’t it’s cool)
WE'RE SO BACK
Saw this post by @doppelnatur how dandelions are pretty good trans symbols and got inspired! Happy pride everyone 🏳️⚧️
REBLOG THIS POST IF YOU FEEL SAFER WHEN QUEER SPACES ARE OPENLY ACCEPTING OF AMAB NONBINARY PEOPLE
OH MY GOSH I LOVE YOUR HAIR/ THANKS! I LOVE YOUR EARRINGS!
happy flagging, girls <3 if you want to support your local dyke, please consider subscribing to my patreon here! i currently have 5 patrons, i'd love to see that double by the end of the month
Proud but angry
Went to Pride yesterday ^^
Proud and hopeful







