fuckin hate how rn is considered too early for icecream
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fuckin hate how rn is considered too early for icecream
My mom is a teacher and she asked her students what was hard about virtual learning and one kid said not knowing who is tall or short and everyone agreed
Palanqueras de noviembre or Bazurto, Ana Mercedes Hoyos, 1999
Oil on canvas 47 Âź x 47 Âź in. (120 x 120 cm)
âIt was like being alive twice.â
Linda Gregg
TOUCHING YOU IS TOUCHING ME
FLOATING SERIES BY STEVEN MEISEL FOR VOGUE ITALIA LATE 90s
There is nothing wrong with my brain and my emotions are epic
Wayne Thiebaud, Pancake Breakfast, 2008
american artists truly SNAP when it comes to painting like yesâŚ.i will look at this image of a bagel with a cup coffee & feel joy, thank u very much
âRainy Day with Babka in New Yorkâ by Hope GangloffÂ
âCoffee and Bagel, New York Breakfastâ by Thor WickstromÂ
âDunkinâ Donuts Coffee Shopâ by Ralph Goings
by snapster on instagram
Okay i let you fade into me. now wut -_-
Yuna Winter, Nature and Humanity Poems
Nice ass, sorry about the mental illness
Thank you king
sowed some stuff but iâm thinking i might not reap it. if it sucks iâll probably just not reap it.
Ed Ruscha, Year After Year, 1973 signed and dated âE. Ruscha 1973â (lower left) pastel on paper 22 ½ x 28 ½ in. (57.2 x 72.4 cm.)
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âGrief, Iâve learned, is really love. Itâs all the love you want to give but cannot give. The more you loved someone, the more you grieve. All of that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes and in that part of your chest that gets empty and hollow feeling. The happiness of love turns to sadness when unspent. Grief is just love with no place to go.â
â As the lights wink outâŚÂ (via aishawarma)