Joy Sullivan, from “On Days I Hate My Body, I Remember Redwoods”, Instructions for Traveling West

@theartofmadeline

#extradirty

pixel skylines
dirt enthusiast
hello vonnie
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
AnasAbdin

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
cherry valley forever

Origami Around
Claire Keane
almost home
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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

Product Placement
Keni
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
$LAYYYTER
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Joy Sullivan, from “On Days I Hate My Body, I Remember Redwoods”, Instructions for Traveling West
Schitt’s Creek 5.05 Housewarming
JB Cornish, Port Isaac from the Sea View Farm Shop, Oil on canvas
I don't draw this guy enough
Bull when you didn't take him to fight the dragon:
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oh this is damn GOOD
commission for @lavellanvibes 🖤🖤
Reality Bites (1994) dir. Ben Stiller
Queen of Ferelden
a poem ('my darling dear'), tathev simonyan
rose from the hierophant's garden
binary sunrise (@clarascintilla)
“European nights might be pitch-dark or coal-black, but not American nights, which are dark like a void, where there’s nothing to hold on to, no shelter from the elements, just empty, storm-whipped space, above and below.”
— Roberto Bolaño, The Insufferable Gaucho
— MANNY JACINTO as QIMIR in The Acolyte, 1x06, "Teach / Corrupt" (2024)
HANNAH DODD photographed by Mei Tao for Netflix
"Felassan shut his eyes and dreamed.
He still sat in the forest before the campfire, but everything around him glowed faintly with the aura of the Fade, and the smell of the herbs was rich and fresh, as though he walked through a meadow in summer.
Behind him, dead leaves crackled as someone approached."
selkie