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The fact that this somehow got into a YouTube compilation with art

I saw an ad for My Little Pony Equestria Girls: 2cool4school. Twilight Sparkle was wearing sunglasses and throwing gang signs. My only thought was, “So this is what the world has come to.”

I wish I was a muppet so I could flail uncontrollably with no consequences. And for the scrunch

I absolutely love this look! 😻

Milan Street Style

One of my favorite aesthetics! 🖤🤘

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Seeing nylon legs in public! 🖤🤩🖤

Holding your thigh as we drive to a secluded spot. 🩷🔥🖤

😍 Hold my thigh while you drive. I promise you'll love the way I pay it back. 😘

Imagine you could sign up to a freeuse agency. You could be assigned to an office, a doctors surgery, a university, wherever really as the resident freeuse slut. You won't get paid but you'll have food and accommodation provided for you wherever your residency is.

Imagine you were chosen for a doctors surgery. The doctors could obviously use you, maybe they'll place you in the break room to be used in between patients. A quick fuck and then back to work. Or imagine you've been assigned as prescription stress relief. Patients would come in, complain of stress at work, or wherever and you're wheeled out on an exam table and they can use you however they see fit, just take out all their frustrations on you.

Typically it's just a fuck but sometimes, sometimes you get patients who are pent up, angry beyond belief and you're there for them to take it all out on. They'll still fuck you but they'll be rough with it, they'll make it hurt. They'll slap you about and make you thank them as tears stream down your face and you're crying for help. No one will come to help. This is what you signed up for you're there to be used and abused. You finish work everyday with cum dripping from everywhere and new bite marks, bruises and scratches, marking you as one of the freeuse sluts of society. You crawl into whatever space you're given as your new home and rest as much as you can, after all - you have to do it all again tomorrow.

The little me that tries to find a way out of a cave.

-a dream that I had :]

                                                                                                                                                       painted by / my memorys

Gravel Wetland interpretive panel art for The Downs, Scarborough

photographer: transnormativity // models: j.cagz (she/they/siya), tragic_babe (they/them), & bearimy_bros (he/they)

A Raw Unedited Entry from My Hand-Written Journal--My Dream

“31.10

My dream is to one day soon live in the Santa Cruz Mountains, or maybe somewhere in Washington, with no technology. I want to bring a whole library of books, a car, an iPod, a type write or MAYBE a laptop with only Word on it. I want to wakeup before sunset every day and hike while the sun is rising. I want to maybe go fishing. I will search the forest for treats...I won’t even need to shower. I can meditate. Maybe I’ll occasionally drive to the ocean and explore the area. I can find farmers’ markets and only buy from small businesses. I’ll have a garden next to my cabin. I can write a book, some poetry, a biography. I can journal. I could bring Bodhi (my Bernese Mountain Dog) to keep me company. Or maybe Louis + Barkley (my other two dogs). I’ve been dreaming about this for a while now and I might have to do it this summer. Maybe Ray + Anna will be nearby and they’ll be able to visit me.

I’d only use snailmail and I’d be so isolated I would have to row to the mainland everyday. 

I want this so badly.

I need this.

Then I might feel happy.”

--I wrote this late at night and I was in a pensive mindset. I was drawing a lot in my journal and I started to draw a picture of what happiness looked like to me, so i decided to add an accompanying description. Me writing this does not mean that I am not happy, it is just an alternative happiness. One that is less complicated, more straight-forward, and probably happier... 

a confidence in the heart, a tranquility in the mind 

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I had a dream about Jacksepticeye, my first one actually, anyways about the dream, I was walking out of my school and into the parking lot and onto the bus and I sat alone and I looked out at the window and I saw Jack just chilling in a blue pickup truck, and it was weird too because I then looked away right after and he was there, like in the bus with me, and it gets weirder to because I couldn't hear him, I mean I could hear the bus driver, myself, and the kids on the bus but not him. Anyways, that's all I wanted to share.

Plants and books 📖🍀

i definitely would want to stay in a loft/studio apartment at some point in my life

Found all the animorph books!!!