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Andulka

Janaina Medeiros
cherry valley forever
Three Goblin Art
taylor price
Peter Solarz
Cosimo Galluzzi

roma★

if i look back, i am lost
tumblr dot com

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AnasAbdin
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sheepfilms
will byers stan first human second

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@minuseyes
#/art = my work. commissions / Kofi.
#/blood = bloody posts.
#/meat = fleshy posts.
#🫀 = girls.
péché.
emilio scanavino - tramatura, 1973
The house feasts. The scullery loves. In the infirmary, the closest relative she has refuses aid.
So like, what is your living situation like right now? Are you still living with the girls?
yes. why wouldn't I.
I came to your blog half-jokingly because of a video mentioning it, expecting a laugh and not much else. But no, of course not. I feel like I know you in some kind of poetically terrifying way. Your posts and reblogs hit way too close to home. Thank you, sincerely.
not sure what to say to this. hearing perceptions of me is off putting.
James Hutton, “The house with the black door”
acrylic on canvas-texturered paper, 2023
'thorn necklace' by ted muehling, 1987 in one of a kind: american art jewelry today - susan grant lewin (1994)
soemtimes u will think 2 urself "should i write less songs about biting and eating women?" but that is the devil talking n u must ignore him
ethel cain live at red rocks, photographed by enoch chuang
wolf page
approaching rain clouds
thought about Mil. and Her. a lot this week. like pressing on a deep tissue bruise. too easy to get lost in reliving it all ad nauseam. fittingly.
the feminine urge to bitebitebitebitebitebitebitebitebitebite