A Cross-strung chromatic harp, built in the 19th-century by harp maker, Henry Greenway.
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A Cross-strung chromatic harp, built in the 19th-century by harp maker, Henry Greenway.
the meaning of life? is to make your bedroom as comfy as possible. that's it that's the purpose
the secondary purpose is to equip your kitchen and get really really really into international cuisine
sometimes you have to look at people and say. you know better. You’re to old for that shit
gotta start livin my like ayan (2009) soundtrack
My friend really changed once she became a vegetarian
its like ive never seen herbivore
i sighed so loud my mom asked me if i was okay and she’s two rooms away
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I'm passionate about moving forward in the healthiest way
forgiving myself today, locking in tomorrow
Les Étoiles (“The Stars”) in Ivry-sur-Seine, France, is one of the most iconic examples of post-war experimental housing. Designed by architect Jean Renaudie in the 1970s, the complex rejects the monotony of uniform blocks — instead, it bursts into angular terraces, sharp geometries, and lush rooftop gardens.
Photograph: Robert Doisneau
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"Being kind is punk" you need to learn to do good things without it being tied to a social status or subculture
my foot hanging off the bed i don't even care anymore just let the monster take me ...
the power of a bowl of rice mixed with some fucking bullshit cannot be overstated
"all you ever do is complain" that's not true. I also resent.
and love..........
would you still love me if i was a small iridescent freshwater fish