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Special Sashimi by Mirim Seo

Philadelphia based artist/designer Mirim Seo sent her Special Sashimi project to me last week. For the first two or three pages, I thought “Oh, cute. A book about Sushi” … and then a few pages later, I gasped.

“Special Sashimi is about the slaughter of dolphins in Japan. The story depicted in this book is true. Each year Japan fishermen kill around 2,300 dolphins as a form of pest control, which has been accepted as tradition. And the killed dolphins end up in freezers and served sashimi in Japan. Illustrated with hand-sewing and watercolor on fabric. With this book, I hope to spread the true and help stop the senseless killing of the Taiji dolphins.”

If you’re interested to learn more, please visit this project on Mirim’s site. (Quote from the Jealous Curator)

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“do you think i have fun doing this to you? i also get hurt but i have to do this because you don’t listen.”

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my mind is killing me

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i wallow in self pity.

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I   d i d n ’ t   s a y   i t   b a c k

[mothurs]

friend: you look stressed me: haha yeah it’s the stress

[intoxicated-lxve]

“it was stupid of me to think that i would have been good enough for you”

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❄️ my winter chill mix 2018

ride home — ben&ben

juvenescence — verzache

snow in october — chelsea cutler

just fine — spookyghostboy

leavemealone.sad — call me karizma

gnats —tülpa

fall away — lund

video child — many voices speak

fool — cavetown

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[coltre]

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// AAHHHH teen wolf feels! 

feel real - deptford goth

ya’ll can use this as your desktop wallpaper. :>

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There’s No Obscurity

As I gaze into his liquid gold eyes, Poetry radiates from his warm soul His lips brush mine and I soar through the skies Passion seizes me; I loose my control An amalgam of thoughts pierce through my mind There is love, trust, yet I feel petrified I know destiny; our fate’s intertwined But what if he’s a dream, one I’m denied? A thousand years I could spend with those suns Amid his presence I’ve conquered all realms I’ve witnessed beauty that forever stuns And have basked beneath his forest of elms Then and there, I grasp truth with clarity He’s in my arms; there’s no obscurity

— Astrid Sardinas 

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[the-book-diaries]

Being brave doesn’t mean you aren’t scared. Being brave means you are scared, really scared, badly scared, and you do the right thing anyway.

Neil Gaiman, Coraline (via the-book-diaries)

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“stay quiet, be my love.”