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Sweet Seals For You, Always
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
art blog(derogatory)
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
todays bird

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

titsay

if i look back, i am lost

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club

Product Placement
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
One Nice Bug Per Day
Mike Driver
The Bowery Presents

Discoholic 🪩

#extradirty

oozey mess
Today's Document
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@elitheterrible
Thankful for minor and petty acts of rebellion.
I put that shit on everything
Hellz with that radical atl style
Interviewer: Is nostalgia debilitating or enriching? Vladimir Nabokov: Neither. It’s one of a thousand tender emotions.
Fragments of Horror ("Dissection Girl") // Junji Ito
The guilty undertaker sighs
The lonesome organ grinder cries
The silver saxophones say I should refuse you
The cracked bells and washed-out horns
Blow into my face with scorn
But it’s not that way
I wasn’t born to lose you
Hiro - Donna Mitchell Wearing a Dress by Ektor (Harper’s Bazaar 1967)
From Stephanie Valente’s chapbook, Little Fang, available at https://bottlecap.press/products/little-fang-by-stephanie-valente
This is the excellent foppery of the world, that, when we are sick in fortune, often the surfeit of our own behaviour, we make guilty of our disasters the sun, the moon, and the stars; as if we were villains on necessity; fools by heavenly compulsion; knaves, thieves, and treachers by spherical pre-dominance; drunkards, liars, and adulterers by an enforc’d obedience of planetary influence; and all that we are evil in, by a divine thrusting on. An admirable evasion of whore-master man, to lay his goatish disposition to the charge of a star! My father compounded with my mother under the Dragon’s Tail, and my nativity was under Ursa Major, so that it follows I am rough and lecherous. Fut! I should have been that I am, had the maidenliest star in the firmament twinkled on my bastardising.
William Shakespeare
Skully/Soze collab