megan lynne

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Misplaced Lens Cap
One Nice Bug Per Day
Game of Thrones Daily
AnasAbdin
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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Jules of Nature

pixel skylines

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
we're not kids anymore.
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occasionally subtle
YOU ARE THE REASON
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
wallacepolsom

Andulka

Love Begins
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megan lynne
octave denis victor guillonnet / gordon mortensen / santiago rusiñol / raoul dufy / albert marquet / henry moret
Hanif Abdurraqib, They Can't Kill Us Until They Kill Us
Ernst Haas
Missionary being eaten by a jaguar (by Noé León, 1907)
Mary Oliver, from “I Worried”, Devotions
there is no unlived life or alternative reality where everything went right…. there is only here and now what are you going to do with it
i went to a tiny counterserve diner once and accidentally poured sugar instead of salt all over my hashbrowns and was eating them sadly anyways. the waitress took them away and started making me another one and I tried to protest, but she just snorted and said "we're not catholic here". now every time i'm doing something painful out of obligation i think about how that is not repenting, this body is not a catholic establishment, there is no nobility in suffering.
love is real. it’ll never happen to me. whatever
drinking a beer in a hammock in the sun realizing maybe i don't have to hit myself with hammers every day forever just some or most days
what im learning is that you cannot avoid your way into a life you enjoy
always vaguely feeling like im in trouble for something but idk what
every time i make a mistake im like theyre going to put me down like a sick dog
‘Galatée’ by Charles Jalabert (French, 1819-1901)
ever since I was a little girl I knew I wanted to run low on storage space
another day in god’s humiliation ritual