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It doesn’t bother me on a peach 🤷
It doesn’t bother me on a peach 🤷
It’s been a couple days, but I think we’re actually hitting one of these points now. In a hundred years, someone might ask why there weren’t any female astronauts or why women didn’t take part in NASA. I just hope we have enough backups for the information that they were involved and vital to the program to get out there.
You don’t start hating your SO when you get married. You start hating your SO when you take them for granted and/or if you’re poorly matched. Being married is fucking awesome.
But yes, my husband and I both have pictures of each other sleeping on our phones.
You ever notice how few slaves throughout history were inventors? It’s similar: when your ideas are considered someone else’s intellectual property, you don’t get credit in history books. When you’re not allowed an education, it’s nearly impossible to take part in the philosophical zeitgeist. When your most productive years are spent in a continuous cycle of pregnancy, childbirth, and recovery, your creative potential is diminished.
Laster than fight speeds