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the world will always need more transsexuals stickers in shop (3 inch by 3 inch, matte)
tumblr night shift is crazy everyones ready to die or ready to fuck
Back in my day we called it nightblogging and we blamed the Australians
on a cosmic scale i'm just doing my thing
what doesn't kill you makes you stay on tumblr for 13 years and counting
the smallest artist i listen to? probably the bird outside my window
The World of Interiors, February 2024. Photo - Mikael Lundblad
big fan of the term "sex pervert". what other kinds of pervert are there. inquiring minds want to know
Tolono, Illinois
This is a southbound train of the Illinois Central Gulf crossing the N&W, former Wabash, at Tolono, Illinois. I believe the "338" would be number of miles between this spot and Detroit along the Wabash.
The lead locomotive is an EMD GP38-2 built in 1974 and is named for “P. G. T. BEAUREGARD”. It's mind numbing to me that a railroad would name a locomotive for the person, a confederate general, who started the Civil War at Fort Sumter.
One photograph by Richard Koenig; taken October 3, 1978.
ive got nothing new to say i should be shot
i must not kill myself . killing myself is the myself killer
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the year was Two Thousand and twenty-four. I took a puff of my Electronic-Cigarette, inhaling the vapours. my mobile terminal buzzed in my pocket, a flat slab of microchips and glossy touchscreen. I ignored it....... probably another Electronic-Mail