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Mike Driver
DEAR READER
wallacepolsom

roma★

shark vs the universe

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
taylor price

@theartofmadeline
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Game of Thrones Daily
AnasAbdin
ojovivo
Misplaced Lens Cap

Origami Around
Keni
Sweet Seals For You, Always

seen from Paraguay
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seen from Greece
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@awfte-n
12.9.18
do people still care if i post
Retail Gothic
“Can you check in the back?” The customer asks. Duty makes you say “I’ll take a look.” You know there is nothing in the back. There has never been anything in the back. There is only void.
Children are crying in the store. Children are always crying in the store. They start when they enter and stop when they leave. You wonder what they know that you don’t.
“Would you like a bag?” The customer is looking at their phone. “My bag is in my car.” Sweat drips down your face. Your hand hesitates. The customer looks up, repeats. “My bag is in my car.” Other customers begin to circle. If you get this wrong they will pounce.
The doors are locked, the lights are off. Something pounds on the front. “Are you open?” You huddle in your lane. Your lips form prayers you dare not voice. “I’ll only be a minute. Are you open?”
Customers look up. As one, they move to the front. A cashier is alone. It is time to check out.
“How are you today? I’m fine thank you.” Scan, bag, repeat. “How are you today? I’m fine thank you.” Repeat. “I’m fine thank you.” Blood drips from your eyes. “I’m fine thank you.” Your smile splits at the corners. “I’m fine thank you. “ The conditioning holds. You Are Fine.
The new person complains they are tired, they need a break. You have worked here for years. You cannot remember the last time you took a break. You cannot remember the last time you ate. There is only work. “The Managers want you.” The time has come. You are being Promoted. You are one of Them now.
It’s strange how things haunt people
I am just a body but I can’t forget these terrible things
Cristina Daura, Illustrations.
Quirky and awesome illustrations from artist Cristina Daura.
Don’t miss Supersonic Art on Instagram!
rina fukushi
Hayley Williams through the years.
When theres a Jinchuriki at 42nd street but the MTA is slow as shit
Antique Silver Amber Scorpion Heart Pendant
“Bisogna assomigliare alle parole che si dicono.”
- R. Magritte, “Decalcomania”
- S. Benni, “Saltatempo”