(a photo series shot by sisters rupi and prabh kaur. art direction by rupi kaur.)
i bleed each month to help make humankind a possibility. my womb is home to the divine. a source of life for our species. whether i choose to create or not. but very few times it is seen that way. in older civilizations this blood was considered holy. in some it still is. but a majority of people. societies. and communities shun this natural process. some are more comfortable with the pornification of women. the sexualization of women. the violence and degradation of women than this. they cannot be bothered to express their disgust about all that. but will be angered and bothered by this. we menstruate and they see it as dirty. attention seeking. sick. a burden. as if this process is less natural than breathing. as if it is not a bridge between this universe and the last. as if this process is not love. labour. life. selfless and strikingly beautiful.
And everytime there was an awkward pause or everytime there was a question he asked I wouldn't know how to answer I would just start singing Jingle Bell Rock.
The way he says pussy
Best
Since four and ever decided to become forever .
When will the world ever leave my parents alone??? Like damn.
WHAT IT IS!
boy: i love you me: that’s your buisness
💀💀💀
Lord!! (gasp) bye ..
everything is a competition unless I’m losing and then fuck off not everything has to be a competition asshole