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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
occasionally subtle
NASA
Phantogram Three
The Bowery Presents
cherry valley forever
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YOU ARE THE REASON
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EXPECTATIONS
Sweet Seals For You, Always

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
noise dept.
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https://thecompleters.bandcamp.com
Coffee, friendship and a little marijuana.
The mosaic shown here was composed with data from Cassini’s visual and infrared mapping spectrometer taken during the Titan flyby Dec. 26, 2005.
Credit: NASA
lost in space
Parque da Cruz / Santa Cruz do Sul / Brazil
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I don't believe in destiny.
When the beauty of randomness, of chaos, of the multiple events since the emergence of matter and the beginning of the expansion of the universe have brought us here.
All that we are is not meant to be, it is not written, it is not given.
So when I live a single moment, with anyone, I thank the chaos, once, among so many possibilities, in some way, our lives could find each other.
wish every day was a weekend
White - Frank Ocean (Odd Future)
Could this be Earth? Could this be light? Does this mean everything is going to be alright? One look out my window, there's trees talking like people I've dreamt of storms, I've dreamt of sound I've dreamt of gravity keeping us around I've slept in the darkness, it was lonely, and it was silent What is this love? I don't feel the same Don't believe what this is could be given a name I woke, you were there, tracing planets on my forehead But I'll forget 23 like I forget 17 And I forget my first love like you forget a daydream And what of all my wild friends, and the times I've had with them We'll all fade to grey soon, on the TV station