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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
NASA

@theartofmadeline
art blog(derogatory)
One Nice Bug Per Day
noise dept.

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tannertan36
official daine visual archive
$LAYYYTER
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@lilzest
IG : Kelly Ann
Malcolm T. Liepke - Turned Back, 2015, oil on canvas
FAG PATROL (2022) bleach-painted underwear
Tuck Everlasting by Natalie Babbitt
Nicknames: when you shorten someone’s name affectionately
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she guessed my favorite color first try..
but between me and u……. i didnt even have a favorite color until she yelled out yellow!! she was hella excited n smiling like a little kid. so i told her she was right and i havent seen yellow the same since, its in everything. i could probably live in it now.
OK not to be weird but why DO people give blowjobs
well
i hear having your dick sucked feels good
dick’s not gonna suck itself
I think i am subconsciously sabotaging my own life and relationship with how sad i am.
But i am so sad,
but also
tired, and so
angry, but also
stressed, and so
reactive, but also
empty, and so
burnt out, but also
scared, and so
lonely, but also
self conscious, and so
insecure, but also
pessimistic, and so
doubtful, but also
anxious, and so
crazy, but also
jaded, and so
so, so very sad.
it’s more than just sad and sadness though.
by stephanie metz.
Jelly Fish 🐠
Nikon D500
@photographyaeipathy
"My mother tongue is profanity"
— Cynthia Chapman
I feel like I’ve lost my identity. I’m no longer a person with a life or hobbies or pet peeves or feelings. I don’t have any real friends anymore. I went to a party this past weekend and I was only referred to as their boss. Not a friend, not a person, just someone they see at work and get emails from. Almost the entire time I was just corned by one guy who wouldn’t shut the fuck up about work and how the dumb couches got rearranged. Work is literally the last thing I want to think about -much less talk about- while I’m trying to enjoy myself. I don’t wear my staff shirt while not at work for a reason. I left early because I felt so unwanted. I went home and drank alone and cried myself to sleep.