Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever been a stripper?
In that case, I wouldn’t date a guy who’s ever been to a strip club.
Oh—you wouldn’t date a girl who’s ever done porn?
In that case, I wouldn’t date a guy who’s ever watched porn.
You’re the reason we exist.
You’re the demand to our supply.
If you disdain sex workers, don’t you dare consume our labor.
As they say in the industry, “People jack off with the left hand and point with the right.””
Eaton House - Essex, London
forever reblogging this house
i can’t imagine worse or more upsetting than going to an improv show
ootd wedding party edition
i’m happy that i’m able to work, able to rent my own house, able to make decisions about my body, able to have my own life and thanks to all the women (and men) who have made it possible xo
my favourite story my friend ever told me is that when she really fancied this boy she tried to search his name on facebook to look at his profile she accidentally put his name as her status and couldn’t figure out how to get rid of it
i have a pretty sweet pony these days
We are things that labor under the illusion of having a self; an accretion of sensory, experience and feeling, programmed with total assurance that we are each somebody, when in fact everybody is nobody.
this rainforest presented a rebrand to a fostering company and killed \m/ the design team fucked up but I DON’T CARE
i-D interview, gotta give em it’s well researched! photo by kate bellm
i hate the phrase old fashioned so much