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blake kathryn
d e v o n
Peter Solarz
Cosimo Galluzzi
Sade Olutola
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Kaledo Art

PR's Tumblrdome
Show & Tell
NASA

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wallacepolsom

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣

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Jules of Nature
occasionally subtle
trying on a metaphor
EXPECTATIONS
Noah Kahan
seen from Venezuela

seen from Türkiye
seen from T1

seen from Indonesia

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seen from Slovakia
seen from Germany
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seen from Canada

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seen from Malaysia

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@jacopo-belbo
left as an exercise to the listener
What vexes all men?
The sea?
Sums?
The dichotomy of good and evil?
muzak Lili Marlene
Almost always you can tell if someone is a bad driver just by watching them walk around with their feet in a slightly unpredictable environment like a big store or something.
met a woman today whose original real actual given-at-birth first name is "Vendetta." ma'am are you aware you are a videogame protagonist and/or a character in a skullduggery pleasant novel. real quick sorry to bother you miss but who exactly were your parents expecting you to avenge in their name
the worst part is I can't dare ask her that last question because then she might say something like "You don't remember, do you?" and pull out a katana and obviously I'm not stupid enough to take that risk
Coworker is playing some elevator music in the car on purpose which would be advanced psychopath shit if she wasn't too nebbishy to be driven into a blood rage by it but boy it's doing things to me.
MARISA TOMEI as Mona Lisa Vito
MY COUSIN VINNY (1992) dir. Jonathan Lynn
GIGN trust shot
feels worse to shoot your buddy in the plate
feels worse to stand there and get shot a little bit
due to the maneuver forecast I'm back on my 70lbs of rocks bullshit
This was parked in front of the club
chronically alienated 14 year old 4chan poster who typed out "Was nixon /ourguy/?" on a beautiful summer afternoon in july of 2013, the sky searingly bright & free of clouds - he felt like he could look up, & see forever, stretching beyond the horizon & into infinity, before looping back around into itself again. his father and mother were both away. alone in his room on the second floor, and from his window he could hear the cicadas in the garden. his fingers tremble slightly as he finds himself having to build up the courage to press enter. he's not sure why. it should be easy. this should be easy to do. it didn't used to be this hard. he needs it to be like it used to be
me in a heist movie scenario: [right about to execute the big plan] i hope you guys kbow if this plan goes south i'm killing myself
driver: what
me: alright team. we kbow our roles. lets get to it
demolitions expert: wait can we go back to that thing earlier
grifter: yeah what was that about
me: charlie, i want you to take point. you're the most important for the early phase so you gotta make sure to nail this. remember we only have a limited time to pull this off, so the sooner the better
safecracker: youre not really gonna kill yourself if we fuck this up right
me: [putting on my badass sunglasses as smooth bossa nova music plays] i'm definitely going to kill myself if we get this wrong
BMW Isetta 300 1957. - source Classic Old Cars.
Washing ashore must feel good as fuck
NOOOOO NOT DOUGLAS
my 20 year old deck shoes died badly the instant I took them out of storage and Captain Ahab won't let me wear sandals to work so I bought new ones all white because that was still somehow the least gaudy option left in stock in my size and I fear that marlinspike inna sheath and fuckass yacht club polo and tar smeared canvas shorts notwithstanding, alligators are fixing to start manifesting aboard my sailboat