It Never Happened

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fuckingradfems:

imminentdeathsyndrome:

>pure speculation>no one would force you to work for those companies>boo hoo, being an adult is hard

> some people do not have a lot of job mobility, so they get the choice of being stuck at these companies or not having a job at all
>healthcare shouldn’t be a privilege for those who can afford it
> healthcare shouldn’t be dictated by religion
> fuck off

fuckingradfems:

imminentdeathsyndrome:

>pure speculation
>no one would force you to work for those companies
>boo hoo, being an adult is hard

> some people do not have a lot of job mobility, so they get the choice of being stuck at these companies or not having a job at all

>healthcare shouldn’t be a privilege for those who can afford it

> healthcare shouldn’t be dictated by religion

> fuck off

corpseonpumpkin:

She dressed up in a gown her grandmother once wore to a local dance, shown and known in a framed picture kept on top of the piano. During the estate sale, someone made away with that framed portrait before it could be salvaged. Luckily, however, she still has ownership of the dress, but she’s nevertheless attempting to track down that picture and buy it back. It’s in a glass-face, stained walnut frame; in the picture, in faded black & white, her grandmother’s a young and vibrant lady, quite literally swept off her feet on the dance floor by a handsome shipping clerk with very nice hair who in time would ask for her hand in marriage.
Photography by Jaret Ferratusco. Featuring Miss Elanious.
Thank you.

corpseonpumpkin:

She dressed up in a gown her grandmother once wore to a local dance, shown and known in a framed picture kept on top of the piano. During the estate sale, someone made away with that framed portrait before it could be salvaged. Luckily, however, she still has ownership of the dress, but she’s nevertheless attempting to track down that picture and buy it back. It’s in a glass-face, stained walnut frame; in the picture, in faded black & white, her grandmother’s a young and vibrant lady, quite literally swept off her feet on the dance floor by a handsome shipping clerk with very nice hair who in time would ask for her hand in marriage.

Photography by Jaret Ferratusco.
Featuring Miss Elanious.

Thank you.

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