Sexy Mamma Love Spaghetti. Nottingham, April 2017.
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
art blog(derogatory)
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
todays bird

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

titsay

if i look back, i am lost

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club

Product Placement
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
One Nice Bug Per Day
Mike Driver
The Bowery Presents

Discoholic 🪩

#extradirty

oozey mess
Today's Document

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Sexy Mamma Love Spaghetti. Nottingham, April 2017.
Greer Lankton Surrounded by her Sculptures - Eric Kroll (1984)
I didn’t know Mr. T pityed fool’s that weren’t woke, but that’s awesome. #respect
“I think about my father being called ‘boy’, my uncle being called ‘boy’, my brother, coming back from Vietnam and being called ‘boy’. So I questioned myself: “What does a black man have to do before he’s given the respect as a man?” So when I was 18 years old, when I was old enough to fight and die for my country, old enough to drink, old enough to vote, I said I was old enough to be called a man. I self-ordained myself Mr. T so the first word out of everybody’s mouth is “Mr.” That’s a sign of respect that my father didn’t get, that my brother didn’t get, that my mother didn’t get.“
-Mr. T on the subject of his name
“To all the women who silently made history”
Palestine, 2006 - ANJA NIEDRINGHAUS
THIS IS A CAT IN A HALLOWEEN COSTUME PLAYING WITH A TINY PUMPKIN THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT
It’s that time of year folks
“Tennessee Waltz”
Paintings - (Oil on Canvas - 24" x 30")
A moonlight night, a handsome cowboy, a Patti Page record on the gramophone - well, I can dream can’t I?
10-years old Ricardo Ramos was playing and went in the woods too far from Sanchez Magallanes. There he saw a flying saucer. The UFO was flying over him and then landed. Ricardo saw a girl inside the ship. She showed him her strange toys. They were all different sizes. After having played for a while they said good bye to each other and were ready to go home. The girl gave a small box to Ricardo as a goodbye gift. The box preferred different miracles. Now Ricardo has grown up, and he dedicates this retablo to Saint Michael the Archangel.
Tabasco, 1912
@omotolaekundayo
“The Midnight Hour”
Keith Haring (American, 1958-1990), Untitled, 1984. Sumi ink on paper.
queer eye (1x02): saving sasquatch
Poison Ivy of The Cramps
Would you dismiss the wise words of a sage simply because their face was scarred or otherwise disfigured? I think not, and yet you engage in just this type of prejudice when you ignore my opinions on Vaccines simple because my profile picture is a Busty Minion.
there was absolutely no way to predict where this post was going