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JBB: An Artblog!
RMH

@theartofmadeline
Misplaced Lens Cap
DEAR READER
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year

Love Begins
styofa doing anything

#extradirty
Today's Document
YOU ARE THE REASON
Cosmic Funnies
cherry valley forever
art blog(derogatory)
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
i don't do bad sauce passes

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

if i look back, i am lost
seen from Singapore
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@finitesun
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//about.
— writing for fun! + mostly runs on queue
— pfp & header cred: @sseongryul on instagram
//tags.
— letters to the world: my works
— world: works of others
— post stamps: random thoughts and the like
oswaldo cepeda
oswaldo cepeda
aura (2013-2014), dennis auburn
anne lamott, bird by bird
michiko
by: 大地の風景
[ID: A page of a play. It reads as follows, "Theseus: Stop. Give me your hand. I am your friend. / Herakles: I fear to stain your clothes with blood. / Theseus: Stain them, I don't care." End text.]
Herakles-Euripides (Tr. Anne Carson)
Ocean Vuong, On Earth we’re briefly gorgeous
(words sewn onto paper) my art Instagram
When the fog falls
MISS YOU. WANT TO GET NOODLES WITH YOU. DISREGARD THIS, After Gabrielle Calvocoressi, by Lev St. Valentine
oswaldo cepeda
In this small portuguese town the fog is almost permanent during Autumn nights.
Taipei
🌷🌷🌷🌷
Lord, I confess I want the clarity of catastrophe but not the catastrophe. Like everyone else, I want a storm I can dance in. I want an excuse to change my life.
— Franny Choi, from "Catastrophe Is Next to Godliness," The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On