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Séance Queen 🔮

@gayer-sula / gayer-sula.tumblr.com

A mixture of vintage and humor along with my love for theatre, fashion and costuming. Pretty sure a witch cursed my family line Self-Proclaimed Séantist
Sometimes NSFW
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oh mine god, i accidentally hath sent thou a picture of mine cock and balls...prithee delete it!! 'Lest...thou desire to look? haha I jest, delete it...should thee crave... haha nay, banish it...'lest?

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A series for an assignment on social issues. I chose to focus on blackface in fashion and the double standards of beauty women of colour face.

See how it’s the white girl doing it to herself, but someone else is doing it to the black girl

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You drop a small piece of food on the floor, and decide to kick it under the oven/couch/whatever because you can’t be bothered to pick it up. As you’re walking away, you hear a very quiet “Thank you!” from under it.

“No problem,” I say, the words passing out of my mouth on autopilot, before my brain engages and I freeze.

I turn, and look at the fridge. It seems to be the same fridge that was here when I moved in. 

I mean, I’m also kind of embarrassed. I never do that, I know that’s how you get roaches, but my back hurts so bad that getting up and down is next to impossible, much less bending over. “Um, you holding up okay down there?” I ask.

There was silence. 

“I know that we’re probably the only apartment in the building that doesn’t have a bug problem. That’s, well, that’s you, right?”

Again, silence. But I know I heard it.

“Listen, I can’t really bend over right now, but if you’re down there and hungry, like, there’s half a rotisserie chicken in there that’s about to go bad. I was going to throw it away, but if you could use it-”

“Yesssss. Please.” 

Well. Whatever it is, it’s well-mannered, anyway.

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