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trying on a metaphor

blake kathryn
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Three Goblin Art

if i look back, i am lost

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todays bird
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

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shark vs the universe
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Janaina Medeiros
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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A cum bomb detonated in my fuck canal ✍🏻

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I think the purest form of love is just wanting someone to notice life with you. "taste this. look at that. hear this song." again and again. until you can't imagine noticing life without them.
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the magic growing dinosaur and the housefly (happy make a terrible comic day!)
this lettuce smells like dog
you bought dog lettuce
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“If men could get pregnant, abortion would be free” men CAN get pregnant and they’re treated worse than women who can get pregnant
I’m suddenly laughing at the idea of a cliche noir detective story written in the brutally concise style of Hemingway.
A woman walked into my office. She had legs. I noticed her legs. “I have a problem. I need your help,” she said. They always said that. I knew her legs weren’t the problem. I hoped she might want my help with them anyhow.
“Can you pay?” I asked. Of course she could. Her shoes were worth more than my rent. She could pay. “I can pay,” she said. Her eyes were wet. I wondered if anything else was wet. Probably not. I am not handsome. Not since the war. She was looking at my scar. Lots of people do. Most look away. Not her. She did not look away. She looked at my scar and I looked at her legs. There were two of them. I liked that about her. I liked that a whole lot. “Will there be danger?” I asked. There always is. This city bleeds danger, then drinks it right back up again.
“I’m afraid there might be danger,” she said. She had the voice of a beautiful woman. She also had the face and body of a beautiful woman. She was beautiful.
The light from the window was striped. It made stripes on my cigarette smoke. The end of my cigarette crumbled into ash. My marriage had also crumbled into ash.
“I can handle danger,” I said. I patted the butt of my gun. My gun was a Colt. My gun and my scar were all that was left from my time as a soldier. My gun, my scar, and the nightmares. I looked her up and down. “I am good at handling things.”
“It’s about my husband. He’s gone missing.”
She was not wearing a ring. It means something when a woman does not wear a wedding ring. Usually, it means that she is not married. “Seems your ring has also gone missing,” I said. I hoped her dress would join it.
Her red mouth curved upwards. She was smiling a little. “I don’t wear it outside. A diamond that large would only invite trouble.”
“In my experience, trouble doesn’t wait for an invitation.” I looked at her legs again. They were both still there. “When did you last see your husband?”
everyone be quiet. marsha with her snoopy.
Back in my Lesbian days years and years ago I had the honor of participating in the first issue of "That, But Lesbian" by @hattersarts. I chose Shrek of course. I wanted her to look almost unchanged. i am really proud of the hair i decided on, and of course the fat tits. Enjoy, my friends.
Wait…. 😳 there’s a way out?
Fuuuuuuck me. It’s through? And that’s the only way? Fuuuuuuuck dude

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The Cat with Julie Manet (detail), 1877
by Pierre-Auguste Renoir (French, 1841-1919)
(I got ambushed yesterday at the dog park by a woman who was giving out Christian literature, so I did some art with it. Genuinely that woman could have had no way of knowing what she did for me)