Peter Solarz
art blog(derogatory)
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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taylor price

Andulka

roma★

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almost home
Stranger Things
Xuebing Du
tumblr dot com
Misplaced Lens Cap
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
wallacepolsom

Discoholic 🪩
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Janaina Medeiros
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
hello vonnie
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@dogwithametablog
the white girl on your dash with bad bangs and “male tears” mugs that posts “kill all men” glittertext gifs is dating this guy irl
i will never ever ever get over this post. i found a screenshot of it on my phone like 5 days ago and lost my shit all over again. it’s just too real
“In patriarchal culture, all males learn a role that restricts and confines. When race and class enter the picture, along with patriarchy, then black males endure the worst impositions of gendered masculine patriarchal identity.” — Bell Hooks
“The film lays bare the corrupting and contaminating terrain of masculinity — its toxicities, its brutalities, its unrelenting banality… The depth and texture of [Chiron’s] life was stolen by the insistence of homophobia and the mask of an almost suffocating masculinity.” — LaLi Mohamed
how long is that video oh my god
this video is over 7 millennia long. if you started playing this video when the wheel was invented it would not be over yet
Put this in the MOMA
acne studios shades
*googles number i dont recognize calling me instead of answering*
please take a moment to learn that there is a cult in Russia that worships Gadget Hackwrench as a Goddess…
Gerhard Richter - Landscapes, 1969.
Kaikidan Ekotoba
this is the new copypasta
*male writer voice* i don’t remember her name. it’s not important. i met her at a record store and she went home with me because i offered to buy her cigarettes. she had amazing perky breasts. we drank cheap whiskey and had sex three times that night and then she told me she wanted to be a dragonfly because they were free. i slept with her many times after that. but one day she stopped returning my calls and i don’t know why. that was seven years ago. on monday she got hit by a bus and died. i saw it in the newspaper so i went to her funeral and it made me sad. i don’t know why. i hate my mother even though she pays my rent while i write poetry about masturbating in the shower
netflix is using a widescreen version of malcom in the middle that was never supposed to air.
s/o to dewey’s stand in