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shark vs the universe
NASA
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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One Nice Bug Per Day
The Stonewall Inn
Show & Tell

Love Begins
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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we're not kids anymore.
todays bird
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Claire Keane
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@bellamyaria
Oh characters doomed from the start weāre really in it now
t-shirt with the words āhigh-functioning corpseā printed on it
I want more chronic pain whump. Give me a cocky, independent character who suddenly canāt walk because a sudden rain storm aggravated their old leg wounds and now they have to lean on a friend to get home. Give me a usually stoic character shaking with pain during a flare up. Give me a character whoās finally healed having their first bad pain day and abruptly feeling like theyāre back at square one.
Brian Cotnoir, from On Alchemy: Essential Practices and Making Art as Alchemy
guy whos incompatible with life itself
Clarice Lispector, from The Passion According to G.H.
"Anyone who has ever tried to recount a dream to someone else is in a position to measure the immense gap, the qualitative incommensurability, between the vivid memory of the dream and the dull, impoverished words which are all we can find to convey it: yet this incommensurability, between the particular and the universal, between the vecu and language itself, is one in which we dwell all our lives, and it is from it that all works of literature and culture necessarily emerge."
Fredric Jameson, Imaginary and Symbolic in Lacan
Ah yes, the three kinds of Lord Huron songs: āMan, I miss my girlfriend,ā āisnāt adventure cool?ā, and āIām being hunted by an ancient eldritch being, and I most certainly am going to dieā
who up growing undeservedly resentful towards the perpetrators of their unrest
slope point, the southernmost tip on new zealandās south island, is hit with such persistently violent southern antarctic winds that trees grow in the leeward direction. (click pic or link for credit x, x, x, x, x, x)
i fuck with this heavily