Light And Shadows

HILDA

Homage to the 50’s pinup Hilda with my beautiful friend María, who is damn proud of her body and is never scared to show it.

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Johnny Cash’s song on prison abolition, about San Quentin prison specifically, performed for the inmates of San Quentin prison.

San Quentin, what good do you think you do? Do you think I’ll be different when you’re through? You bend my heart and mind and you warp my soul, And your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.

San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell. May your walls fall and may I live to tell. May all the world forget you ever stood. And may all the world regret you did no good. San Quentin, I hate every inch of you!

Pero buatefack

“no one’s ever mad at me unless they tell me so” is the best assumption i’ve ever made

i cannot hate myself into a version of me i will love.

Once again, we do not accept "aita for feeling" submissions here, please stop sending them.

it’s either that or nothing

Jane Austen really said ‘I respect the “I can fix him” movement but that’s just not me. He’ll fix himself if knows what’s good for him’ and that’s why her works are still calling the shots today.

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