Tag: Art
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What’s a Time You Followed Your Gut and It Turned Out to Be Exactly Right?
What’s a time you followed your gut and it turned out to be exactly right? the biggest one for me was deciding to be with my husband • everyone around me was saying it was too fast, he was too intense, i was gonna lose myself • but my gut was screaming that he was…
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What’s a Piece of Media (Book, Movie, Song) That Changed How You See the World? (From a Pregnant Alt Wife at 23)
What’s a piece of media (book, movie, song) that changed how you see the world? hands down, it’s The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath • i read it when i was 19 and it genuinely fucked me up in the best way • i’d never seen someone put into words that feeling of being trapped…
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Dear Rebels ZVA: Advice for an 18yo who wants babies but not college — single mom or marry the boyfriend?
hey love, first off you’re only 18 and that’s so young to already be thinking this hard about kids and forever stuff • i get it though, some of us just know we want to be moms more than we want a degree or a 9-5 and that’s valid • but please don’t rush into…
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What’s a common misconception people have about happiness?
What’s a common misconception people have about happiness? the most common misconception about happiness is that it’s supposed to be this constant glowing feeling — like if you’re really happy you wake up smiling every day with zero bad moods or hard days • people act like true happiness means you’re always positive, always grateful,…
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The One Skill This Pregnant Alt Wife Would Master Instantly (And Why It’s Not Makeup or Cooking)
If you could instantly master any skill, what would it be and why? if i could snap my fingers and instantly master any skill, it would be playing guitar — like actually playing it, not just basic chords • i want to be able to pick up any guitar and pour my whole chaotic heart…
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Abducted by the Xarathian Fleet: Days of Telepathic Breeding (But Only Hours Passed on Earth) Anarchy After Dark | January 31, 2026 | RebelZva & CaptXBonnot (100% fantasy, 0% safe return)
CaptXBonnot was asleep beside me when the ceiling turned liquid black. One second i was curled against his chest. The next, six violet tentacles snapped around me—throat, wrists, ankles, waist—and yanked me upward through the roof, through the night, straight into the belly of a massive obsidian mothership hanging silent above Daytona. No beam. No…