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The Stonewall Inn

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Misplaced Lens Cap
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Hey Tumblr, it's 2020!
It's only April now but damn, I feel like it's too much.
“I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.”
— Marguerite Duras
(by Christina Penland)
(by Pelin Kilic)
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I wanna be of use.
“All of this: The sadness, accidents, smiles, peace, pain, love, loss, and sacrifice: it’s not for nothing. It is not without purpose.”
— Yasmin Mogahed
“Her heart gave her directions that her body could not take.”
— O. Leary
“We’re all messed up it’s just that some of us are better at pretending.”
— O. Leary
“How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?”
— White Noise (Don DeLillo)
A man playing guitar in an ice cream store called Ragusa.
Jakarta, 6 August 2019
في حضرة الغياب In the Presence of Absence