The MutualTM…..

The ironic part is historically humans have always made nsfw art. Except when the Greeks and Romans carved their idealized dicks out of marble depicting people or gods, or painting a freaking Gay orgy on an amphora, it’s historically important and “a show of masterful skill”. When you try to continue the same tradition humans have been doing since the dawn of time, for some reason, other humans try to censor it like people reproduce only for the sake of making children and not for other culturally important focal points. How dare you depict people and how they satisfy a basic activity of life! Clutch your pearls, oh dear public, for it is a depiction of someone doing something as mundane as eating or sleeping captured in art!

(And if you ask me, the use of sex as more than a reproductive measure is part of what makes humans unique from animals. Enjoying that kind of art or not is a simple choice: look at it. Continue to look. Or look away. It’s actually pretty simple.)

making art sites that don't allow NSFW is useless to me. not even to get my rocks off, i mean at this point not allowing NSFW ends up being a nightmare of random queers getting banned because the guidelines are too ill-defined and art that presents the human body, especially femme and trans, will just get obliterated for no reason despite not being sexual.

I hate that I’m injured but not injured enough to prevent me from attending lecture.

Just enough to majorly inconvenience me. Could I skip lecture, blame it on the shoulder I dislocated while at my job? Take the day and rest, considering it’s only a single class and it’s probably rehashing the stuff I know already? Sure.

Should I?

FUCK NO

Am I going to? No, unfortunately I’m going to burn through my gas to drive my injured ass to school because even though I’m a smart girl who would survive missing class I’m also goody-two-shoes looser who’d die of the guilt if I didn’t, for a measly fifty minute lecture like a goddamn peasant instead of drawing or writing, or study for my other, much more challenging class.

Like if there is a god, don’t do this again, break my femur or something. Don’t half ass my injuries. Because you realize all you did was majorly inconvenience me? You didn’t give me a good enough reason to stop and rest and we both know it, so try harder next time.

Sorry. You need to put your back into because we both know I don’t fucking stay down, and I’m the human equivalent of a cockroach because I could be dying and I’d still feel guilty about skipping out on my responsibilities to be “lazy” (I know it’s not actually) and rest and do the things I want.

Well shit. Can’t be cursed.

Who spilled the jar of Dalmatian puppies on the stairs again?

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This is so phoenix wright coded for no reason.

99% of liars quit before everyone absolutely believes whatever they say forever keep going king

The fact that I’m 90% sure I know what game this is from and might be currently on THAT QUEST is proof I may need to slow down on the video games.

When your friend tells you something good, but utterly incomprehensible

Unironically though, people should actually engage in play throughout their lives because if we’ve seen anything from other animals, it’s that those who play frequently handle life stresses better than those who don’t.

So why is running around with your friends and getting into lighthearted mischief reserved as a “child-only” activity.

I wanna go play hide n seek in the dark and squeal with surprised joy when my bestie almost tags me when I make my escape :(

It’s almost as sad as realizing after a certain age we stop being adventurous and climbing trees and things, and jumping on things, and being active and those who still are often get reprimanded or judged for it.

(lights a cigarette) nobody even wants to play toys anymore. (puts the cigarette out on a play-dough ashtray) because of work.

Ye

The person I reblogged this from deserves to be happy

I tried to scroll past this. I really did

I hate that I’ve been on a fan art kick recently but I have no earthly willpower or knowledge on how to finish my pieces, and I don’t wanna post them until I’m finished. I need motivation yall, it’s pride month I gotta post about those fictional alphabet mafia couples, it’s a crime not to.

Me as a bio major looking at the vast spectrum of life on earth, and face palming when humans try to put something undefinable about life itself into two tiny, restrictive boxes- and then watching as people get mad when life inevitably goes “hehe fuck your boxes I do what I want.”:

These are all that one reaction at the same time.

This is the cycle of emotions I feel as I watch other humans do and say incredibly stupid things about sex and gender like they’re experts because they half paid attention in sex Ed because there was a diagram of knockers, and the teacher said “penis” far too many times to be comfortable.