haters will see you ressurect and be like “he cant afford a funeral”
almost home
NASA

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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sheepfilms

izzy's playlists!
ojovivo
The Bowery Presents
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

shark vs the universe
Sweet Seals For You, Always
will byers stan first human second
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One Nice Bug Per Day
The Stonewall Inn
Show & Tell

Love Begins
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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@deercanines
haters will see you ressurect and be like “he cant afford a funeral”
musings on July
"NW" Zadie Smith, "the Hands of Friendship" in Yerevan (@metamorphesque). "Jane Eyre" Charlotte Brontë (@flowerytale), Franz Kafka’s Diaries (@hungryfictions), "Summer night by the beach" Edvard Munch, "A Magic Mountain" Czeslaw Milosz (tr by Czeslaw Milosz and Lillian Vallee), "Answer July" Emily Dickinson, "Four Sunflowers Gone to Seed" Vincent van Gogh, The Diaries of Franz Kafka (@shisasan)
If You Love That Lady, Maya C. Popa
joshua mehigan / marie howe / james tadd adcox / olivia gatwood
Taxidermied heads of a polycephalic calf (image source)
mr. substance abuser has a suggestion for how we should spend the afternoon
that's MS. substance abuser to you
sorry women sorry sorry sorry you can kick me really hard in the head
>A sheep died in a bog. The top of the sheep’s back was not submerged and rotted away. The submerged parts remained perfectly preserved.
thinking of my best friend today
robert morris, untitled (passageway), installation, 1961
Alright ive seen enough
Someone put a blanket over my cage.
my dead wife. the ad free internet
watching dreamily recorded footage of a web forum from 2003
once I snorted a fat line of nuance and everything started depending. watch out
I HATTTE ACCIDENTALLY SAYING SOMETHING ONLY THE KILLER WOULD KNOW
I am the surgeon & I am the patient & I am the technician handing over the scalpel & I am the scalpel & I am the pervert touching themselves in the corner
"Can the absence of words tell a story? Like a pattern in lace, the holes as important as the threads?"
Eden Robins, Remember You Will Die