bad dog. always a bad dog.
margaret atwood // ada limón // sarah - alex g // unknown & via @feral-t33th // unknown photographer // cop car - mitski.

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
Misplaced Lens Cap
sheepfilms
dirt enthusiast
trying on a metaphor

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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almost home
NASA
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@lostuntilsunday
bad dog. always a bad dog.
margaret atwood // ada limón // sarah - alex g // unknown & via @feral-t33th // unknown photographer // cop car - mitski.
right person, wrong time (variations on heartbreak)
Heilung by Yuri Hill
i saw something in the aurora
Shelter dogs are still just dogs. You are still a dog. You still love.
— quote from a piece my boyfriend rewrote.
i'll add credits asap! (i say, about every recent web weave i post)
to love like a dog
ada limón, roadside attractions with the dogs of america // emily wilson, the odyssey // u.k // andrew kane, how to be a dog // mitski, i’m your man // u.k // u.k
kaveh akbar, 'calling a wolf a wolf' // doc luben, 'love letters or suicide notes' // @/nutnoce, tumblr // 'my body's made of crushed little stars', mitski // @/ojibwa, tumblr // 'spring', mary oliver
jihyun yun some are always hungry: "reversal" (via @feral-ballad) \\ x \\ louise glück averno: "persephone the wanderer" \\ charles bukowski come on in!: "hurry slowly" (via @tamsoj) \\ jihyun yun some are always hungry: "reversal" (via @feral-ballad) \\ julie myerson sleepwalking
kofi
mama said, mama said by grace lee, 2017, embroidered canvas
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“…at the end of the day, I am alone with the things I have done.”
— A Softer World, 227 (via lostuntilsunday)
Inside me, something seethes. Inside me, some feral animal claws at my ribcage, trapped.
Molly McCully Brown, from Places I’ve Taken my Body: Essays
In the depths of my being, a tempest roars, Rage, an inferno that consumes and soars. A storm of emotions, turbulent and wild, Unleashing fury, an untamed child.
With fiery eyes and a heart ablaze, Rage courses through me, in myriad ways. It's the thunderous crackle in my voice, The searing passion, my soul's own choice.
A symphony of anger, notes piercing the air, Rage, a primal force that I dare not spare. It fuels my spirit, ignites my will, A burning energy I cannot still.
In the chaos of rage, I seek clarity, To rise above the fury, with integrity. To temper the flames, find balance within, And let rage be a catalyst, not just a din.
I WASN’T A BAD DOG
I WAS A SCARED DOG
It's already been done
François Perrier's The Sacrifice of Iphigenia / Ptolemaea, Ethel Cain
The House With the Black Door by James Hutton Illustration