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Love Begins
Keni

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if i look back, i am lost
EXPECTATIONS

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2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
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Kiana Khansmith
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Hans Silvester :: Man reading a book with sika deers, Nara Park, Japan, 1960′s / source: Twitter
respectáronte algunha vez?
© Manoel T, 2025
It was a foggy day.
frost (2) (3) by k@larissa@al .
Dark Gate, Kichijoji 吉祥寺
Morning lost to wasted youth Frosted scenes in yearning Glisten true on evergreens The snow alone, not lonely Mourning what I said to you Soft I hear you calling Visions more funeral procession Than message you are learning Bodies touch through stars collide You meditate, I pray Low defences be the guide Ghosts ride away the pain Just a host, a vessel broke The ice cracks, building something Overlooking value grown From living in the darkness Were my struggles ever yours? god knows not to answer Inject my spirit into yours Lack sense but not compassion
- poems by karma
The Selkie - oil painting by Kai Carpenter
when nausea and hunger collide
Katrien De Blauwer: Parallels
Vivienne Westwood: ‘Portrait’ (1990)
Breath.
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Etsy
Drugged in drips of poison melting steady Stream not conscience
Nestled flower petals fall on ponds of solid structures
towers down for Nothing less when met with No desire
Broken screams in Layered fog will stir the sleeping Higher
Ingrid Pitt