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Gaston La Touche (French 1854-1913), The Joyous Festival, ca.1906, Oil on canvas
who are these people who want to make small talk with strangers in the street. like i have friends and thats already exhausting, why would i wanna talk to randos
more than one of my artfight attacks have been lesbians falling in love
at least i never have to go back to high school
"who do you self insert as when you read?"
This is me when I read:
would be nice to hear smth about future!job
why was messi lowkey serving saddam hussein hiding spot
I'm like if a
Who cares. Let's run away. I don't care anymore
Grace Cossington Smith - The Sock Knitter (1915)
My partner made this comic, and it is beautiful and amazing, and you’re all missing out by not seeing the original on paper because it’s even prettier there!
Imilchil, Morocco. Scanned from the book Sukemaru Itoh Photography #1; 1980; Yumaru Ito
oh god my parents broke my heart today. i was out for a walk and i was like, idk im doing not great but also im okay, you know? but it was nice out, a bunch of flowers. and then theyre like hey are you up for a call, and im like sure. so i say i'm out for a walk to the railway bridge. and my dad's like '... and then returning, right'. and like it was a joke but also not a joke. and it just made me so sad for them. like come on, i know im not killing myself over a thesis, that would be insane, but apparently they do not know that... or like they know that but they are still worried about me.
Ah these children who always create problems for poor mothers....
Let's hold up traffic with mama!
Ah these children who always create problems for poor mothers....
Let's hold up traffic with mama!
e me a mail
make the attachment a pic of a snail
give me two gifs
of critters in clover
then photoshop them on the CLIIIIIIIFFS OF DOVER
I still reference this post today. And yes, when I say I reference it I mean I sing it.
invented a new word today. its 'plagiarism'. im a genius i know