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Ms. Hues

@thegiftofcolors

25/ Artist / Engineer / Schoolifeforeva
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i learned that there's a Japanese beetle that when eaten by a frog will haul ass through its digestive system and escape out the back end unscathed (x)

you eat me and i perfectly dodge all of your digestive enzymes and stomach acid and i sprint out your asshole fully intact

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weavemama

daily reminder that there is absolutely nothing normal about being expected to waste a majority of your life at a corporation to survive instead of indulging in better life experiences ✨

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ralfmaximus

In the 1960s it was a common speculation that by 1980 the typical work week would consist of 4 days. And by the year 2000 we’d be working no more than 3 days a week.

Because of computerization, automation, and better efficiencies in workflow.

Guess what happened instead?

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I know we’ve already read a lot of “men writing women” crap, but I am absolutely losing my mind at this passage

me: *gets depressed*

my breasts:

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shogunomicon

Yes, actually. Any time the fight or flight response happens the coc and ball retract and sometimes shrink to conserve heat when blood flow is taken away from them

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lierdumoa

This is why we desperately need basic sex education in schools.

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“My husband, photographer Michael Nye, once photographed in a West Bank Palestinian refugee camp for days, and was followed around by a little girl who wanted him to photograph her. Finally, he did — and she held up a stone with a poem etched into it. (This picture appears on the cover of my collection of poems, 19 Varieties of Gazelle — Poems of the Middle East). Through a translator, Michael understood that the poem was ‘her poem’ — that’s what she called it. We urged my dad to translate the verse, which sounded vaguely familiar, but without checking roundly enough, we quoted the translation on the book flap and said she had written the verse. Quickly, angry scholars wrote to me pointing out that the verse was from a famous Darwish poem. I felt terrible. I was meeting him for the first and last time the next week. Handing over the copy of the book sheepishly, I said: ‘Please forgive our mistake. If this book ever gets reprinted, I promise we will give the proper credit for the verse.’ He stared closely at the picture. Tears ran down his cheeks. ‘Don’t correct it,’ he said. ‘It is the goal of my life to write poems that are claimed by children.’”

— Naomi Shihab Nye, from her essay “Remembering Mahmoud Darwish”   (via weltenwellen)

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frottinq

funny cock joke bro. no seriously it sounds like I'm being sarcastic but I genuinely enjoyed your joke and it made me laugh, there's nothing wrong with a bit of blue collar comedy as long as no one is getting hurt. hey man no need to cry, come here, get in this hug.

multiple people have now tagged this #jfk and ghandi and I just have to wonder what you all know that I don't. if it's some fandom shit don't tell me I don't care