"Would you peel an orange for me?"
I would peel a pomegranate for you.
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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we're not kids anymore.
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"Would you peel an orange for me?"
I would peel a pomegranate for you.
'CURSES OF THE HEART" 🩸
By: @xis.lanyx
Wara! 2023 - oil on canvas — Krzysztof Powałka (Polish, b.1985)
https://www.instagram.com/k.powalka_oilpaintings
The Chariot of Death (1848)
— by Théophile Schuler
I think I’m ready to open my heart. I’m ready to fall in love without worrying about the consequences
Alex Stoddard
details by Roberto Ferri
The third woman down on the left looks a little like a young Madonna (the pop star not the mother of Jesus).
La Femme Chauve-Souris (The Bat-Woman) 1890
— by Albert Joseph Penot
La Nuit (before 1937)
— by Auguste Raynaud
John Milton’s early notes on Paradise Lost as a play, c. 1640.
𝑳𝒆𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒆 🍂✨️
Amber Valletta, Kate Moss, Shalom Harlow © Herbie Knott (1994)
I think heartbreak can be in different ways other than your romantic partner breaking your heart. Heartbreak is also leaving your first rental house in the innercity. Heartbreak is also separating and going on different jounerys from your roommate, knowing that you will never mix your lanudry and wear mismatched socks with her again. Heartbreak is pouring a glass of wine alone in an empty kitchen not full of memories, and hearing her in your head say “want a tickle?”