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@theartofmadeline
ojovivo

titsay
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
d e v o n
sheepfilms
occasionally subtle
noise dept.
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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Sade Olutola

shark vs the universe

oozey mess
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

Product Placement
cherry valley forever
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@flyingoverrussia
Vocabulary
by Wisława Szymborska
“La Pologne? La Pologne? Isn’t it terribly cold there?”she asked, and then sighed with relief. So many countries have been turning up lately that the safest thing to talk about is climate. “Madame,” I want to reply, “my people’s poets do all their writing in mittens. I don’t mean to imply that they never remove them; they do, indeed, if the moon is warm enough. In stanzas composed of raucous whooping, for only such can drown the windstorms’ constant roar, they glorify the simple lives of our walrus herders. Our Classicists engrave their odes with inky icicles on trampled snowdrifts. The rest, our Decadents, bewail their fate with snowflakes instead of tears. He who wishes to drown himself must have an ax at hand to cut the ice. Oh, madame, dearest madame.” That’s what I mean to say. But I’ve forgotten the word for walrus in French. And I’m not sure of icicle and ax. “La Pologne? La Pologne? Isn’t it terribly cold there?” “Pas du tout,” I answer icily.
Love conquers all (or at least it’s better than the alternative) by John Broadley
Kissing Doesn’t Kill: Greed and Indifference Do
Design by Gran Fury for Art Against AIDS/On The Road and Creative Time, Inc., 1989
My Wife’s Lovers, 1891, Carl Kahler
if it’s not the rule then it’s always the case. good intentions get fractured, good intentions get replaced.
We have to create; it is the only thing louder than destruction.
Andrea Gibson,
Yellow Bird
(via anditwasmonday)
“I think I saw this night all the stars the Universe can hold”
Love yourself
oh the periphery, I lost another one there. he found a prettier girl than me, with a more even-tempered air.
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