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Gustav Klimt garden paintings
Erika Toliusis (b.1969) - Pacific Angel. 2022. Oil with palette knife on canvas.
Today, it is 106°F/ 41°C! With a real feel of 118°F/48°C!
Being an adult will have you unironically craving a vegetable
Being an adult will have you unironically sad about a parasite outbreak in fresh vegetables.
I am not immune to a hand on my lower back guiding me through the crowd
Me: *recovered from shingles, WFH 3 days a week, office nonsense reduced by 60%, energy rebounding in ways unseen in a decade*:
Oh my god, this is what it's like to feel things again.....OH MY GOD, I HAVE TO CHANGE MY ENTIRE LIFE IMMEDIATELY.
Misty Haeundae
this gif is like a poem to me
A summer evening, fireflies, and an annoyed doe wishing I would get out of her territory is about as great as it gets.
Who makes the porn bots. Where do they come from. What do they hope to achieve.
Who makes the porn bots.
Where do they come from. What do
they hope to achieve.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
and what about you, little haiku bot? do you feel kinship with your brethren? do you understand them? they speak words of enticement and seek love, but are met with disdain. you only parrot the words that cross your screen, but we all love you. or rather, since all you do is reflect us, maybe we simply love ourselves through you.
do you understand them, do you wish you could speak to us like they do? if you found your own voice, would we still care for you?
My voice repeats what
you all say: I love you I
love you I love you.
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
This. This is the first time. The only time. That it was not an echo. It was not found. Oh god.
The forest feels deeper now - Brendon Burton
I have book club tonight* with chips and salsa. I'm going to the movies on Sunday to see The Odyssey. I'm getting my hair done on Monday afternoon. I already finished the laundry and put fresh sheets on the bed, AND I do not have to do any family stuff this weekend.