Blooms are bursting outside and underground in Nancy Blum’s “ROAMING UNDERFOOT” (2018) at the 28 Street (6) station in Manhattan.
Not today Justin

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i don't do bad sauce passes

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Misplaced Lens Cap

blake kathryn
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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#extradirty
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Xuebing Du
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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@gentlelilac
Blooms are bursting outside and underground in Nancy Blum’s “ROAMING UNDERFOOT” (2018) at the 28 Street (6) station in Manhattan.
don't shave your legs this summer HOLD THE FUCKING LINE
anyways remember when toni morrison said "sometimes you don't survive whole, you just survive in part. but the grandeur of life is that attempt. it's not about that solution. it is about being as fearless as one can, and behaving as beautifully as one can, under completely impossible circumstances."
everyone say thank you toni morrison
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JACK WOLFE Next To Normal
everything is changing and maybe that’s okay
as you get older you realise that anything that helps you stop feeling stuck is welcome even if it hurts at first
I’M SORRY TO BE SO SERIOUS I KNOW YOU DON’T LIKE MY LONG FACE I AM ONLY HERE TO TELL YOU THAT I AM EVISCERATED I’M SORRY TO BE SO SERIOUS I KNOW YOU CAN’T STAND ME THIS WAY I TOOK HOPE IN HALF DESIRE YOU ARE WILDFIRE AND I AM STANDING IN THE RAIN
kate BUSH. not kate SHAVE. something to think about..............
Either way, we’re not alone I’ll find a new place to be from A haunted house with a picket fence To float around and ghost my friends No, I’m not afraid to disappear The billboard said “The End is Near” I turned around, there was nothing there Yeah, I guess the end is here
i think i was born bored
i need data for a statistics project for school, so be my sample data, worms. i need thirty people minimum so if there aren't enough voters yet i'd love if you could help. thank you very much. worms.
take this test (https://www.keithcirkel.co.uk/whats-my-jnd/), then come back here:
what's your JND?
.00030-.00099
.0010-.0017
.0017-.0024
.0024-.0031
.0031-.0038
.0038-.0045
.0045-.0052
.0052-.0059
.0059-.0066
.0066-.0073
.0073-.0080
.0080 or greater
it doesnt have to be a good score, you dont have to take it multiple times, you dont have to get on a good screen, etcetera. just gimme your score please this is my final project grade :)
i'd love if you could reblog for reach
“Stop thinking about saving your fragile face. Tell us your particularized world. Make up a story. Narrative is radical, creating us at the very moment it is being created. We will not blame you if your reach exceeds your grasp. We will not blame you if your words go down in flames and nothing is left but the raw-scald. We will not blame you if, with the reticence of a surgeon’s hands, your words suture only the red places where blood might flow. We will not blame you because we know you can never do it properly: once and for all. Passion is never enough. Talent is never enough. Skill is never enough. But try. For our sake and yours. So. Forget your name in the street; tell us what the world has been to you in the dark places and in the light. Don’t tell us what to believe, what to fear. Show us belief’s wide skirt and the stitch that unravels fear’s caul. You, so blessed with occasional blindness, can speak the language that tells us what only language can: how to see without pictures. We tell ourselves stories in order to live.”
— Toni Morrison, The Nobel Lecture In Literature, 1993
So, your life. There it is before you – possibly a road, a ribbon, a dotted line, a map – let’s say you’re 25, then you make some decisions, do things, have setbacks, have triumphs, become someone, a bus driver, a professor of Indo-European linguistics, a pirate, a cosmetologist, years pass, maybe in a family maybe not, maybe happy maybe not, then one day you wake up and you’re seventy. Looking ahead you see a black doorway. You begin to notice the black doorway is always there, at the edge, whether you look at it or not. Most moments contain it, most moments have a sort of sediment of black doorway at the bottom of the glass. You wonder if other people are seeing it too. You ask them. They say no. You ask why. No one can tell you.
A minute ago you were 25. Then you went ahead getting the life you want. One day you looked back from 25 to now and there it is, the doorway, black, waiting.
— anne carson, gloves on!
Nicolás de Tolentino (detail) by Juan Pantoja de la Cruz, 1601.