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"I Was Trying to Describe You to Someone" by Richard Brautigan (via khanombang
Oddish going FERAL for some soft earth
Oddish is off his shits let’s goooooooo
Zulma Faiad in 'The Night of a Thousand Cats' (1972) - image by J. Martínez.
Gazan portraits by Palestinian Photographer Motaz Azaiza (pictured in the center of the final photograph) :
Motaz’s photography captures the daily life of Palestinians in Gaza; from old to young, from happy to sad, from living to dead - he is currently documenting the Israeli onslaught and mass destruction of Gaza live on his social media. His Instagram: Motaz_Azaiza
Gleipnir, painting by Walton Ford | “Neurosis” from Grit, Silas Denver Melvin (insp)
If you can be delusional abt a man you can be delusional about your life path and manifest
His lips touched mine and for a fleeting moment I remembered what it felt like to have wings.
You pour yourself over me Like the sun through the blinds You lift me up and get me out Keep me walking but never shout Hold the secret close I hear you say
- Cuts You Up, Peter Murphy
posted by @bernard-jackson/from x post/made of air, paul clipson/ The War Works Hard; “America” by Elizabeth Winslow/posted by @soapstore/posted by @jovialtorchlight
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I don’t want to be perceived anymore. I just want to observe humans without being seen, without being listened. I shouldn’t exist for them.