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pixel skylines
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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The Bowery Presents
noise dept.
Misplaced Lens Cap
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One Nice Bug Per Day
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
todays bird
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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Keni

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Monterey Bay Aquarium

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@cutyourhare
now this is what Im talkin about
woke deadbeat father: i'm just going to get some oat milk
Godzilla vs. Biollante, 1989
Wrestlemania X7
4-1-2001
Yumna Al-Arashi, Axis of Evil (Yemen, Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq), 2020
in Leica Fotografie International (LFI) magazine:
"This photograph was made for my first European solo show in Berlin, in the gallery Anahita Contemporary. It's a self-portrait alongside Anahita Sadighi, Moshtari Hilal and Susu AbdulMajid. We are respectively from Yemen, Iran, Afghanistan and Iraq. Despite our different roots I noticed that we all share a similar background, having grown up in Western nations that often vilify the places our families are from. I also noticed the strong profiles of each of our faces. So I decided to create this portrait with the title Axis of Evil – a play on the term so frequently used to describe our home countries when we were growing up. It also embraces the beauty of our distinctive noses, which are often treated as ugly, something to be changed. I wanted to embrace these qualities of ours in this image, creating something powerful, defiant."
Megan Hales - Now Hiring, 2026 - Oil on canvas
You have to separate the art from the Garfunkel
Being not a teenager on this app feels exactly like this fr
im going to explode in the kiln
theyre saying that seedless raspberry jam is punk
i hate it when i cant even write a poem about something because its too obvious. like in the airbnb i was at i guess it used to be a kids room cause you could see the imprint of one little glow in the dark star that had been missed and painted over in landlord white. like that's a poem already what's the point
you get it. you get the themes. i dont have time to do it justice. just look at it its on the ceiling
I got a poem published in a literary magazine, and they just posted the first few lines of it on their website as a ‘teaser’, with the prompt that you can buy the magazine and read the rest, and……. that’s honestly just the funniest thing they could have done. I’m imagining people gnashing their teeth, punching in their credit card info bc they HAVE to know how the poem ends. blueballing the poetry perverts. I wonder how much money they’ve made
here it is btw:
Deadly Illusion (Larry Cohen & William Tannen, 1987)
They Live (1988) dir. John Carpenter