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if i look back, i am lost

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

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I think it would be funny to write a murder mystery where not only did every single character involved have an obvious motive to kill this mf, they were actually all attempting to murder him first, but the murder attempts all cancelled each other out all except for one. Two people tried to poison him but the poisons just happen to work as antidotes for each other, and instead of killing him only gave him the shits, and due to having the shits he couldn't go hunting that day like he had planned, foiling the plans of the one who had conditioned his favourite hunting horse to panic and bolt at the cue of a whistle, and the other murder attempt of tampering with his gun so that it would have exploded his whole face off.
The whole mystery isn't about who could have done it or how, but who was the one who got lucky and actually succeeded.
The entire range of human skin tones varies from so pale white that it's almost kind of blue, to so deep black that it's almost kind of blue, and I think that's beautiful. Do you love the colour of the guy.
“Portrait of a Hindu Woman”, Simla, Himachal Pradesh, India, c. 1930. Photo by Paul Coze.
Portraits of High Caste Women. India, c. 1930. Photos by Paul Coze.
Calcutta, India, c. 1979-1980. Photo by William Gedney.
My body just does not believe in winter afternoons. I'll be waking up at 9 am, do the work I planned to do today, take my daily walk, have dinner, and immediately after my brain just goes "work done! walkies done! food done! sun has set! time for eepy! :)" like no get your ass back here it's 4:30 pm.
By Arthur Molino
12th century Arabic description of European women
By Imad al-Din al-Isfahahani. I found it on r/menwritingwomen.
the american obsession with ur love being Witnessed is so sick like public airport confessions of love and restaurant proposals and everyone clapping when you kiss in movies that is so wrong and disgusting i don't want a love that only feels real when there are witnesses present i want a quiet love i want to be kissed around the corner i want to feel content with my love when i am alone
a blanket of snow on fairy lights
Pink mountaineer's axe from Muromachi period, 14th century Japan
There's parts of the deep ocean we'll probably never get to explore, so I guess the ocean wanted to come pay us a visit instead.
Love this style so much!
Walter Molino's thoughts on Avant Garde Art