i keep thinking of this
hello vonnie
will byers stan first human second
almost home
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

pixel skylines

oozey mess
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
noise dept.
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
occasionally subtle

JVL
art blog(derogatory)
KIROKAZE

Kiana Khansmith

Kaledo Art
Peter Solarz
Keni

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@leomoon2001
i keep thinking of this
“When did I become I and the body? When did the two of us separate?”
Madmen, Aditi Nagrath
Angels of the Woods.
kate bush (1985) / fiona apple (2020)
Rainer Maria Rilke, Selected Letters, 1902-1922
hmmmmm…. perhaps apathy is boring……. & perhaps passion is cool………. being excited about things is endearing……..having interests makes one more interesting…….perhaps mocking and finding flaw in everything makes one’s world less saturated and enjoyable……..hmmm……..just been thinkin about it….
Kurt Vonnegut, from Slaughterhouse Five
Fiona Apple, Sunfest West Palm Beach, 2006
craigslist houseshare ad: “i have a garden growing in my shower so you have to use eco-friendly hair products. you will see worms and other insects, and you will occasionally see a spider too but they all help out the ecosystem.”
ok.
Jennifer Connelly as Sarah Williams - Labyrinth (1986)
when fiona apple said “there’s no hope for women” she was right and when she said “there’s always hope for women. we are the hope” she was also right… it’s complex
“That summer I did not go crazy but I wore very close very close to the bone.”
— Dorothy Allison, from “To the Bone"Â
“Hide until everybody goes home. Hide until everybody forgets about you. Hide until everybody dies.”
— Yoko Ono, Hide and Seek Piece, from the book Grapefruit