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ilybug: The LGBT Youth Center in Phoenix, AZ called “One-In-Ten” was purposely set on fire recently. They house homeless LGBT Youth who a lot of them were kicked out or left and abusive home. They also have groups where the LGBT youth of Arizona can
left-reminders: Capitalism kills art The only other other method we thaught of involved begging money from the wealthy (and altering art to suit them) or already being wealthy ourselves (what up Stanislavski).
trutaboo: I’m not sure what’s with the strange fairies or whatever they’re supposed to be but I left them in as they were part of the original comic. Look up “the incestibles” or “shadman” for more of this art style.
diekellerkinder: Cooke Barracks - or what’s left of it. The Cooke Barracks were home to many, many US soldiers during Germany’s occupation era after WW2 - and if you go by their “fan website” most of them had the time of their lives there. Cooke
that-girl-valeriee: They should stop making villains so attractive. It’s making me question my morals.. Or what’s left of them.
bex-chan: stop making villains so attractive it makes me question my morals or what’s left of them anyway
sometimes it really scares me knowing i only have like 2-3 friends because i fear that something would happen like us drifting apart or having a fight or them not liking me anymore and that would just leave me completely alone
hyper-muse-music: I never got to see or know them,but I can know a part of them through what they left behind. They passed away before I was even born, but I will miss these men everyday for the rest of my life.
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bodaciousbondagebabes: “Yes, she submits. She submits her doubt. She submits her fear. She submits her worry. She sets her burdens at my feet and for a time is free of them all. What is left is a woman without fear, doubt, worry or burdens. It’s the
discomfort-benefits:“Yes, she submits. She submits her doubt. She submits her fear. She submits her worry. She sets her burdens at my feet and for a time is free of them all. What is left is a woman without fear, doubt, worry or burdens. It’s the
