the joy of creation :3 !! (anything worth doing is worth doing badly)

Colección favela verano 2022

who out thinking about the character

SEMEN RETENTION-- WRAPPED!

You conserved 137ml of fluid!

You didn't jack off 140,346,824 times!

The thing that got you most horny was... The rich loam by the river delta!

Your warrior essence grew by 84%! WOW!

The thought that kept you from masturbating the most was... The hard red clay of the valley!

Your male spirit takes the form of the Conquering Lion, and its element is the Roaring Thunder!

If you jerked off now, you could save all of us

brooo it was so fucked up at the club last night bro the dj was playing straight bangers like “babbling brook ft. deep woods” and “mourning dove remix” and everyone on the dance floor stood still completely at peace with and within themselves, all still trees in the envelope of the world. at some point in the night i sat and contemplated the beauty of all things it was sick as hell man

A little drawing of them. For me. As a treat

Hey we saw you from across the glade and we really hate your vibe.

[AH: Yes, it’s just correct.

CM: It was okay to be with her because we all knew men were really fuckers and there were a lot of “okay” women acknowledging that. Read: white and educated…. But that’s not why I “came out.” How could I say I wanted women so bad I was gonna die if I didn’t get me one soon? You know, I just felt the pull in the hips, right?

AH: Yes, really… Well, the first discussion I ever heard of lesbianism among feminists was: “We’ve been sex objects to men and where did it get us? And here’s when we’re learning how to be friends with other women, you got to go and sexualize it.” That’s what they said! “Fuck you. Now I have to worry about you looking down my blouse.” That’s exactly what they meant. It horrified me. “No no no,” I wanted to say, “That’s not me. I promise I’ll only look at the sky. Please let me come to a meeting. I’m really okay. I just go to the bars and fuck like a rabbit with women who want me. You know?”

Now, from the outset, how come feminism was so invested in that? They would not examine sexual need with each other except as oppressor-oppressee. Whatever your experience was, you were always the victim. Even if you were the aggressor. So how do dykes fit into that? Dykes you wanted tits, you know?

Now, a lot of women have been sexually terrorized and this makes sense, their needing not to have to deal with explicit sexuality, but they made men out of every sexual dyke. “Oh my god, she wants me, too!”

So it became this really repressive movement, where you didn’t talk dirty and you didn’t want dirty. It really became a bore. So after meetings we ran to the bars. You couldn’t talk about wanting a woman, except very loftily. You couldn’t say it hurt at night wanting a woman to touch you… I remember at one meeting breaking down after everybody was talking about being a lesbian very delicately. I began crying. I remember saying “I can’t help it I just… want her. I want to feel her.” And everybody forgiving me. It was this atmosphere of me exorcising this crude sexual need for women.]

the persistent desire, ed. joan nestle, 1992.

hangin out with the stepson ☀️🌧

TWO HOURS AGO: an incredible photo taken by a ut austin student capturing something deeply poetic in my opinion, a line of state troopers eagerly waiting to arrest student protesters standing just behind a sign that reads "what starts here changes the world. its starts with you and what you do each day."

LET THIS WHOLE TOWN HEAR YOUR KNUCKLES CRACK

dream Al Pacino birthday cake

grumpy bat

a stud in black leather on a black motorcycle just revved their engine at me and thank god I tore my demonic uterus out ages ago because I think that would have finally knocked me up

Mike & Nacho + first and last meetings

meditations in an emergency by Cameron Awkward-Rich