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Ugh I fucking hate Easter

So tired but so much work left to do I am dead I am dead

So tired but so much work left to do I am dead I am dead

Just had a 3, 4-hour nap, and I don’t remember anything from my dream/s other than the fact that I got an ugly ass annoying dog who had Harvey Keitel’s face.

Anonymous: hello! i was wondering if you were still looking for asian-australian women to share their experiences on mental illness? (that was you right? i apologise if it wasnt)

Yes it was, and yes I am! PM me!

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based-ivan:

This the bae.

based-ivan:

This the bae.

adult-mag:

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adult-mag:

"The satisfaction of work well done is incomparable in prostitution. When a client is happy, I’m happy too. It’s social work, how can anyone deny that we make people happy, that we are useful? In my job I have the certainty that I have done what was right."

Meet Claudette, An Intersex Sex Worker From Switzerland

lettersfromtaiwan:

Via io9.com:

This short film, “Hong Kong Will Be Destroyed In 33 Years,” has become a huge hit on Youtube in the past month, racking up over 600,000 views. But don’t try and search for it on the Chinese video search service Baidu — it’s been removed.

According to the blog Fei Chang Dao, search results for “33 Years” were being suppressed on both Baidu and the web search engine Sina Weibo. This came after Chinese propaganda authorities ordered the deletion of “video, text, etc. that advocates the short sci-fi film about Hong Kongers ‘saving themselves’ titled Hong Kong Will Be Destroyed in 33 Years.”

The actual short film is pretty zany — it’s a broad satire on apathy and mindless acceptance of the status quo in Hong Kong. Everybody learns that a meteorite will destroy the city 33 years from now, and at first nobody much cares — they want to sit around watching Armageddon on television instead. People worry about how this will affect the stock market, or fret that the market hasn’t gone down enough in response. But after a couple decades, the city empties out — and then Hong Kong starts working on a way to stop the destruction. (Oh and director Wong Kar Wai has a cameo!)

But as the Diplomat points out, there’s a clear political message here: 33 years from now is 2047, the year when Hong Kong stops having separate laws from mainland China. At that point, Hong Kong can change its political system to a copy of China’s. And some Hong Kong residents feel that the mainland has already been packing the former British colony with mainlanders, to try and rig the elections leading up to that date.

foto-changyichen:

尖沙嘴 加拿分道  寶勒巷交界 1958年

Tsim Sha Tsui. Also can I just point out that Wang Zhi Hong’s personal Tumblr is, like, really freaking good and I want to reblog everything?

foto-changyichen:

尖沙嘴 加拿分道
寶勒巷交界
1958年

Tsim Sha Tsui. Also can I just point out that Wang Zhi Hong’s personal Tumblr is, like, really freaking good and I want to reblog everything?

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swamped:

Alex PragerCrowd #7 (Bob Hope Airport), 2013

swamped:

Alex Prager
Crowd #7 (Bob Hope Airport), 2013

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"Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire. The emotion derives from a double contact: on the one hand, a whole activity of discourse discreetly, indirectly focuses upon a single signified, which is “I desire you,” and releases, nourishes, ramifies it to the point of explosion (language experiences orgasm upon touching itself); on the other hand, I enwrap the other in my words, I caress, brush against, talk up this contact, I extend myself to make the commentary to which I submit the relation endure."
— Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse: Fragments (via frauleinzooey)

Trying to keep up with -I don’t know, society in general?- by trying to manage and utilise multiple social media accounts at once, but realised today that I am just kind of bad at it. It being the internet. I am bad at the internet.

God, spent so much money shopping online this month (the joke is that it’s only the second week in); to think that I was this close to eating food out of the dumpster only two months ago.

Now that I have some money, it’s hard, y’know. Because I want to be philosophically ascetic, but with good wardrobe aesthetics.