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blake kathryn
cherry valley forever
art blog(derogatory)
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todays bird

pixel skylines
almost home

Kaledo Art
KIROKAZE
Fai_Ryy
Noah Kahan
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Misplaced Lens Cap
Sweet Seals For You, Always
EXPECTATIONS
we're not kids anymore.

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RMH
Peter Solarz
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@maryannelouisa
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if you’re cold, she’s cold. let her in your window
Mooncat by Denise Warren
Tallest Man On Earth covering Joni Mitchell’s “Come In From The Cold” Youtube Live Stream, April 24, 2020.
Dearest Gilly, Sometimes I feel there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. And the moon tonight, there’s a circle around it. A sign of trouble not far behind.
PRACTICAL MAGIC 1998 | Dir. Griffin Dunne
Tianyi Zhou
“I’m going to stretch out on the floor for a half hour or so. I beg you to excuse me.”
J.D. Salinger from Seymour: An Introduction
“i’ll read my books, i’ll drink my coffee, i’ll listen to music, and i’ll bolt the door. “
- J.D. Salinger
this photo of a couple dancing at a 1978 bruce show ...
“It’s summer now, and you’re craving a simpler existence. You want to read. You want to write. You want to meet strangers for dinner, and not refuse another drink at another bar. You want to dance. You want to find yourself in a basement, neck loose, bobbing your head as a group of musicians play, not because they should, but because they must. It’s summer now, and you’re looking forward to worrying less. You’re looking forward to longer nights and shorter days. You’re looking forward to gathering in back gardens and watching meat sputter on an open barbecue. You’re looking forward to laughing so hard your chest hurts and you feel light-headed. You’re looking forward to the safety in pleasure. You’re looking forward to forgetting, albeit briefly, the existential dread which plagues you, which tightens your chest, which pains your left side. You’re looking forward to forgetting that, leaving the house, you might not return intact. You’re looking forward to freedom, even if it is short, even if it might not last. You’re looking forward.”
— Caleb Azumah Nelson, Open Water
ON SUNNY DAYS I GO OUT WALKING. I END UP ON A TREE-LINED STREET. I LOOK UP AT THE GAPS OF SUNLIGHT. I MISS YOU MORE THAN ANYTHING
i am soooo normal about ween covering purple rain i am so normal about it i don't think about it at all
Barbra Streisand (born 24 April 1942)
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