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Jules of Nature

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
The Bowery Presents
$LAYYYTER
YOU ARE THE REASON
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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
trying on a metaphor

blake kathryn
EXPECTATIONS
cherry valley forever
noise dept.
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Andulka

gracie abrams
Claire Keane

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@jacopo-belbo
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Martin Johnson Heade, Gremlin in the Studio I, ca. 1865-75
they are melting me down for reprocessing today
Starting a Julius evola fan page to write "Rest in War Vedic knight and torch bearer of the samurai spirit Lindsay Graham"
preppy needlepoint belt but it's on a cobra buckle
solarpunk ecological peacetroopers spilling into an illegal charcoal burner camp by night, faces hidden behind leering grotesque blast visors bolted to their sallets. their segmented armor plates flex as they move and catch a dull green color in the moonlight like the shells of giant carrion beetles. the first laborer to spot the raiding party is shot where he stands, the beam rifle mangling his body like an overripened fruit, the rest are chased down and hacked apart with trench axes and hook-knives
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