“Soon you’ll realize that many people will love the idea of you but will lack the maturity to handle the reality of you.”
— Reyna Biddy
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
Today's Document
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Monterey Bay Aquarium

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
almost home

JVL
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
trying on a metaphor

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styofa doing anything
Not today Justin

#extradirty
Show & Tell
Peter Solarz
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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“Soon you’ll realize that many people will love the idea of you but will lack the maturity to handle the reality of you.”
— Reyna Biddy
I am not taking a risk
Not risking it pals
U know what I want potato of luck
Damn right I’m reblogging. See previous post re wrath of whatever from high atop the thing.
#Golden Potato luck
Zoya Nazyalensky in Rule of Wolves (Leigh Bardugo)
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Notes from Underground
— Donte Collins
David Hampton planted douglas fir and larch trees in a forest in Oregon to resemble a face. Every autumn the larch pines turn orange and the smiley face stands out.
Adonis, from a poem titled “Unintended Worship,” featured in If Only the Sea Could Sleep
Stupid Dinner (2023)
Posted in Paleontology CoprolitePosting
They're the brass section
Garfield without garfield comics are an absolute treasure trove for mentally ill moods just LOOK
Boris Pelcer
Detail from ‘Journey of the Wounded Healer II’, Alex Grey, 1985
“You are tired, (I think) Of the always puzzle of living and doing; And so am I. Come with me, then, And we’ll leave it far and far away– (Only you and I, understand!) You have played, (I think) And broke the toys you were fondest of, And are a little tired now; Tired of things that break, and– Just tired. But I come with a dream in my eyes tonight, And I knock with a rose at the hopeless gate of your heart– Open to me! For I will show you the places nobody knows, And, if you like, The perfect places of Sleep.”
— You Are Tired (I Think) (EE Cummings)
“When we’re most intense—who’ll flinch?”
— Arthur Rimbaud, from Selected Poems & Prose; “Phrases,” (via agooduniverse)
May Sarton, from Journal of a Solitude