It's always inherited trauma never inherited money.

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Peter Solarz
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

titsay
Stranger Things
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Not today Justin
Monterey Bay Aquarium
DEAR READER

Kaledo Art

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One Nice Bug Per Day
i don't do bad sauce passes
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@masturbat0rium
It's always inherited trauma never inherited money.
you know come to think of it i don't believe those men were ever truly sorry for party rocking
house of dragons this house of dragons that. what about house of your own. what about rise and grind
Oscar François de Jarjayes drawn by Sakamoto Shinichi for The Rose of Versailles 50th anniversary book
russian painters in the second half of 19th century were like time to depict some absolute anguish
time to paint some portraits that fills everyone who looks at them with the desperate need for a smoke break
Barbie as a slasher Part 2 (Part 1 here)
I’ve been obsessed with the Barbie in horror stuff and I wanted to add my take
(it’s made in aggie io so it has a lot of errors but it was fun to do)
baby hippo
bippo…….
ur so right
Setsuko Hara in Akira Kurosawa‘s No Regrets For Our Youth (Waga seishun ni kuinashi, 1946)
sorry bestie I can’t talk rn I’m busy consuming media that will put me in a worse mental state on purpose 🙄
Your medium looks and your plain hair have captivated me mademoiselle
more album redraws but this time I reveal my crippling dependency on 2012-2014 era ldr
*something bad happens to me*
me, through gritted teeth: Sasuke…..
"why do you want this job" i literally don't
Portrait of Patti Smith, by Lynn Goldsmith (1977)
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“They shaved her head She was torn between Jupiter and Apollo A messenger arrived with a black nightingale I seen her on the stairs And I couldn’t help but follow Follow her down past the fountain where they lifted her veil.”
(Not Dark Yet)