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Im very sad.. a dear friend of mine is in Intensive Care.....she need's a miracle to pull it through... just asking God to be mercifull

Yes, this was a real ad. Levi’s in 1973
Designed by Ida van Bladel for Levi-Strauss Europe around 1971-1973, the poster shows a nude rear with a stitched Levi's pocket to highlight the skin-tight fit. It ran in Europe (Belgium/Holland) and is held in collections like the V&A Museum. A US version was printed but scrapped as too risqué after focus groups.

Be careful what you wish for ladies.

If Lindsay Clancy is found innocent because “hormones made her unstable,” that precedent will not stay in one courtroom.

It will follow every woman alive going forward.

From this day forward applications start asking: Are you hormonal?

College.

Marriage.

Teachers.

Abortions.

Judges.

Presidents.

Healthcare.

Childcare.

Gun ownership.

High-stress careers.

Law enforcement.

Driver’s licenses.

Tenant applications.

Air traffic controllers.

Will be denied….

because we’ll, you’re a woman so naturally you’re hormonal.

Cheer for Lindsey and you help close the doors women spent decades opening.

i cant jump through 10,000 hoops on fire and reinvent the triangle, while singing the alphabet backwards in 64 different languages
while begging for a coffee and praying one of these morons to drop some scraps
fast enough to
to satisfy these infants
and their insatiable impatience

and asking for a guarantee
on that coffee as a result of an
extraordinary success
is a shithope and awhish

ALIEN SKIN

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q8f6IlIl5B4&list=RDaQjWXzeGKnE&index=9

i will probably worship Skinny Puppy until i Die. There aint no Remedy. YOURE just like Dynamite

I wonder if I look like her when I was skinny, but she’s way more prettier and perfect.

I'm sinking more and more into one of my sleep escapism-depressions again. Everything is so discouraging and seems so hopeless....

I can barely get myself to leave the bed lately. I lack any motivation and elan to do anything.
Perpetually trapped in task paralysis.

On workdays I push myself to still give 110% despite constantly asking "what am I doing it for its not like it's fruitful for me". Work drains me so much I can't find the energy to look for new jobs after hours.
And on Weekends I am still drained and barely drag myself out of bed after sleeping for 12hr, then I end up on the couch staring into my phone screen doomscrolling, because I can't get myself to sit on my PC and look for job offers because I know there are barely any that are suitable for me. But pursuing my hobbies makes me feel guilty because "I should spend this time on looking for jobs".
So I just sit there on the couch trapped by invisible chains of guilt and discourage while I'm hoping for the unlikely miracle that a Recruiter will find my job profile and it's the perfect match for both sides. And that the world politics wills suddenly be bearable again. But with the current leaders pfft finding the Amber-room again is more likely than having a secure and happy future.
Thats why I keep asking myself: What future am even doing it for?