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“I Want a Dyke For a President” Zoe Leonard1992

upandrise:

“I Want a Dyke For a President”
Zoe Leonard
1992





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It’s a uniquely American prudishness. You can write the most detailed, vivid description of an ax entering a skull, and nobody will say a word in protest. But if you write a similarly detailed description of a penis entering a vagina, you get letters from people saying they’ll never read you again. What the hell? Penises entering vaginas bring a lot more joy into the world than axes entering skulls.
Author George R. R. Martin (A Song of Ice and Fire.) Interview published in May 2012 Rolling Stones Magazine. (via sweetupndown9)

T-24 hours until I’m officially done with undergraduate. 1 more final to go. Desperately searching for fucks to give. 

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“Jesus loves you” is a good thing to hear. Unless you’re in a Mexican jail. 

If you think adventure is dangerous, try routine. It is lethal. - Paulo Coelho