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oozey mess
Misplaced Lens Cap
Today's Document
Xuebing Du

if i look back, i am lost
Interview Vampire Daily

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I'd rather be in outer space šø
KIROKAZE
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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
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Cosmic Funnies

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
One Nice Bug Per Day

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Magic forest, Jean Mallard
All roads unfortunately lead back to tumblr.
girl who's died a thousand times and soon will die a thousand more: I think I'm starting to feel a bit better actually
Once upon a time ⦠āØ
i keep spending money. i should be killed
Torneko: The Last Hope (Chunsoft/Matrix - PSX - 1999)
Washing ashore must feel good as fuck
applying papier mache to the homie who fell asleep on the floor during the party and then using it as a mold to make a 1-to-1 perfect silicone sculpture of him which we place on the floor and gently interlace with him so it looks like he is sleeping restfully with the yin yang of his own somnolent form lol
sorry to anyone who followed me for anything. you're not getting that
āā¦golden October declined into sombre November And the apples were gathered and stored, and the land became brown sharp points of death in a waste of water and mud,ā
ā T. S. Eliot, from āMurder in the Cathedralā.
Milton Glaser, Therapy With A Tomato, 1978
Menacingly !
Up on the tower. My 4784th consecutive daily sketch, from February 4th, 2025.
āyour friend is dead, and their corpse is inhabited by something only you can see for what it truly is" is already good horror. but "you begin to love the thing that wears their face"? the blasphemy of it. terror turning into desire. grief turning into longing. being enticed by what should repel you. it twists the knife deeper, because the horror is not based on deception anymore. the fear comes from recognizing the monster in its raw form and finding beauty there. you're not clinging to scraps of your friend, you're surrendering to something other, something wrong, and loving it. you're not holding onto a ghost of the past, itās the monster itself that you choose
mutuals let's all get our flu shots and covid boosters together