𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜.
𝙼𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜.
𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝—
𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍;
𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝,
𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚗.
𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝—
𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑,
𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚊,
𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘
𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.
#QuietlyEroding
𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚜.
𝙼𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜.
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚖 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜.
𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝—
𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍;
𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝,
𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚗.
𝙴𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝—
𝚊 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑,
𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚊,
𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚘
𝚢𝚘𝚞
𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.
#QuietlyEroding
We've already cleared 17%. We are right on the edge.
We've already cleared 17%. We are right on the edge.
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All you need is more ram, and a dogged determination to overcome.
All you need is more ram, and a dogged determination to overcome.
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The latest womensart BOOK!
'Reframing Women Printmakers'
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Or gift yourself ??
The latest womensart BOOK!
'Reframing Women Printmakers'
At any bookshop like here uk.bookshop.org/beta-search?...
It‘s not purity tests. Or trans people. Or Black, disabled or queer people that got us Trump.
It’s cishet white guys.
you sound like a fool suggesting otherwise.
It‘s not purity tests. Or trans people. Or Black, disabled or queer people that got us Trump.
It’s cishet white guys.
you sound like a fool suggesting otherwise.
It was early evening when I came to the Dnipro River.
A fisherman was preparing his fishing rod.
I came there to read, but instead I just sat on the bench, and silence sat beside me.
It was early evening when I came to the Dnipro River.
A fisherman was preparing his fishing rod.
I came there to read, but instead I just sat on the bench, and silence sat beside me.