My year of swag and resurrection

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
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izzy's playlists!
Not today Justin
Claire Keane
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titsay

Origami Around
Sade Olutola
hello vonnie
Stranger Things
Sweet Seals For You, Always
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Keni
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Show & Tell
i don't do bad sauce passes
AnasAbdin
Three Goblin Art

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@fialiya
My year of swag and resurrection
it’s crazy how much you can read if you read
There needs to be an even darker screen brightness option
How are young men in such a culturally conservative place right now while still being absolutely obsessed with having curly hair
Truly I hate to do this to you all but; you can watch all the videos and read all the blogs in the world but you cannot learn to sew without at some point picking up a piece of fabric and fucking it up. No tutorial exists that will stop you at some point ruining this poor piece of cloth. The visceral act of holding a project and wondering where you went wrong is the only way to learn sewing; you cannot escape it. I’m sorry
a night out at the club can have a three act structure
Why do all the beautiful, colorful vintage bathrooms end up in the wrong hands. Come here. I would treasure you
I can't fuck with people who are fundamentally uncurious.
february was just like. i will endure and endure i guess
save me early spring sunshine
I love you samosas. I love you empanadas. I love you pasties. I love you dumplings. I love you pirozhkis. I love you savory food in a convenient little carb purse.
‘Soul Train’ dancers during a fashion shoot for ‘Right On!’ magazine outside Grauman’s Chinese Theatre in Los Angeles, California, December 1974.
coworkers under 35 love me for my cowboy bebop jacket, coworkers over 35 love me for my cd player, management loves me for my mental illness-fueled punctuality. everyone feels vaguely wary of me for my overall poor impression of acting like a human