😳 ugggh i can’t stop thinking about it. . . my relationship with myself is the only constant, yet my connection to the external is the only consistent framework i have to reflect on who “i” might “be” in the first place 🤤
nearly 10 years ago when kink had sets available for live modeling at the armory🥲 — sketchy motel room set was not the creepiest (abandoned apartment was)
¿did you know that humans have been creating and using some form of mirror for approximately 8,000 years? here i am in the year 2023 using one to check out my outfit before hanging out with my virtual pals:
deeply offended when people on the internet refer to me as a cum dumpster — as if all the loads i receive just go straight to some metaphorical landfill ??? these holes reduce, reuse, and recycle. I prefer the term *cumpost bin
if you were wondering how i manage with nearly 10oz less capacity in my new tea tumbler, I just drink a mason jar of tea before (or after, depending on the morning) to make up for the difference 👩🏫 this is exactly how i drink it, casually
at first you may think this is a rather explicit pinup, however, what this artwork represents goes much deeper. what has actually taken place is a traumatic gun battle and now she is trying to process the heightened stress of what has taken place.