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I REGRET NOTHING
patrick: once I was held up at customs for putting down my occupation as 'International Glamourpuss'
patrick: they asked me what an International Glamourpuss was. I told them it was a joke but the guy kept saying, 'so you lied. you lied on the form.'
patrick: eventually I changed it to unemployed
mailorderwife:
It’s really cute when boys talk about their fears bc it makes them vulnerable and easier to destroy
sadboyparty:
I kiss down your body. You let out a moan. I continue down, my tongue running to your clit. You arch your back as I keep going, my lips pressed against your inner thigh. Lower and lower I go, until I hit your ankles. You look down, confused, as I kiss my way off your body and onto the ground. Kissing my way right out the door of your bedroom and into your fridge. I eat all your food...
“20th century counter-culture was obsessed with the idea that, instead of...”
– REVIEW – Holy Motors (2012) - Ruthless Culture (via metahumanist) 