Claire Keane
Doug Jones
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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NASA

@theartofmadeline
Today's Document
Misplaced Lens Cap
KIROKAZE
noise dept.

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Not today Justin

bliss lane
Sade Olutola
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Interview Vampire Daily

oozey mess

if i look back, i am lost
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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@dewly
"PALETAS" (2005), DELIRIUM1995
Dior 1999
there is so much content about changing your life or becoming and it’s like whatever man you’re missing what’s right in front of you. Imperfection is forever.
Reading a stranger’s diary from the 1970s
Cumberland Terrace
In New York, I exclusively wore a pair of knee-high black rubber rain boots. They weren’t necessary. Not once. It never rained properly, but they gave me the liberty to step in murky water, wallowing against curbs and potholes whose depths were blindboxed. I wore them to a candlelit dinner in LES, where they secretly served us rare steak, revealed by the flashlight of my friend's iPhone 17. I wore them to the MET. On my long walk to Harlem from 106th Street for a pack of Esse Capri’s. I wore them until my calves began to strain like rope and the muscles in my feet became taut. And I wore them again today, on a 70-degree day in California with no sign of rain. Perhaps the grey never let up on behalf of me and my boots. Wearing them today for the first time since New York, I felt protected. Lifted an inch off the ground by rubber baptized in contaminated street water, I was untouchable. Accessible only via heavy, melancholic bass lines that feel akin to the city's temperament
Jennifer Connelly - POPEYE magazine, No.238(1987)
(via ごった煮80s その4 | Tokyo Dragon Road)
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