"omg you remembered!" of course i did. I have a file on you
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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Love Begins

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Not today Justin
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"omg you remembered!" of course i did. I have a file on you
my bonnies
london underground map designer harry beck’s unpublished annotated proof of his original design, 1932 (via)
Richard Claremont (Australian), On The Way Through, 2026, Acrylic on panel
Leila Chatti, from “The Moment When A Feeling Enters,” in Wildness Before Something Sublime
[text ID: I go on living. Deathtouched, changed, but my life arrives again / at yet. It’s May. I wake to it, thick and sweet as honey I’d forgotten.]
Atonement (2007)
We rly need to bring back the term “acquaintance” like into regular and frequent use. So many high drama community squabbles and feelings of betrayal could be avoided if people just admitted there’s a step between “stranger” and a full on friend whose friendship you have a commitment to continuing and fostering. Like sometimes you’re just aquatinted with someone and you might decide you don’t like them after getting to know them a bit better…that’s very normal
thinking about the bed, 1892 by henri de toulouse-lautrec featured on the wikipedia page for “blanket”
Four Seasons Bakery
"bosch" doesn't sound like the name of a guy who'd make paintings like that. but when you add "hieronymus" to the mix it starts to make sense
Red is at the end of black.
— Saeed Jones, “Boy Found Inside A Wolf” Prelude to Bruise
(Blackness isn’t black. It is the last degree of reds. The secret blood of reds.)
— Hélène Cixous, “Bathsheba or the Interior Bible” (translated from the French by Catherine A.F. MacGillivray)
When Homer mentions blood, blood is black.

—  Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
“Have you seen blood in the moonlight, Will? It appears quite black.”
— Thomas Harris, Red Dragon
red-black, like the last, deepest drop of heart’s blood, brought to light only by violent death.
— Robin McKinley, Deerskin
Ye Mao.
sorry i can't make it. i have to watch my show that aired twenty years ago