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jaessi:

i get secondhand embarrassment from these two idiots
theschediaphilic:

kirua x gon
dancing-on-stars:


HQLOG4

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victimize:

Frank Scherschel
Apartment house at 860 Lake Shore Drive, Chicago, 1957
kikunyan:

Source
aidosaur:

kashima & hori from gekkan shoujo nozaki-kun. brush and ink and photoshop.
This was supposed to be a little ink test before I started working on a comic page.  And then it kept on happening.  And now here we are.
Anyway please go watch Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-Kun.
kikoeta:

Uahh here’s the full image from this post that I forgot to upload aha;;
seventypercentethanol:

the prince and her bride.

I asked my ex, now good friend, if she would ever have an open relationship and she said, “No, I don’t think I could do that” then after a pause and a smile, “but what about love affair friendships?” She went on to describe an impenetrable fortress of female friendship, her own group of best mates who’d known each other since school and had supported and loved each other through almost all of their lifetimes. They sounded far more bonded to, and in love with one another, than their respective husbands. It struck me that we don’t have the language to reflect the diversity and breadth of connections we experience. Why is sex the thing we tend to define a relationship by, when in fact it can be simple casual fun without a deep emotional transaction? Why do we say “just friends” when, for some of us, a friendship goes deeper? Can we define a new currency of commitment that celebrates and values this? Instead of having multiple confusing interpretations of the same word, could we have different words? What if we viewed our relationships as a pyramid structure with our primary partner at the top and a host of lovers, friends, spiritual soul mates, colleagues, and acquaintances beneath that?

( Rosie Wilby, “You’re More Polyamorous Than You Think”  (via mrslaipaul) )