Nishino Yoichi aka 脿éé½äø aka Yoichi Nishino (Japanese, b. 1954, Kyoto, Japan) - Unknown Title, Japanese Paintings: Ink, Color on Paper

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JBB: An Artblog!
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Nishino Yoichi aka 脿éé½äø aka Yoichi Nishino (Japanese, b. 1954, Kyoto, Japan) - Unknown Title, Japanese Paintings: Ink, Color on Paper
THE LIZZIE MCGUIRE MOVIE (2003) dir. Jim Fall
Even if you are not ready for the day, it cannot always be night.
obsessed with her vibe
i'm gonna be honest i don't get why they say everypony instead of everybody in mlp. it's not like the word everybody is human-specific. the ponies have bodies. the word everypony, however, is pony-specific in a world where ponies are not the only people in their society, which means it would be more accurate and inclusive to use everybody instead of everypony. it all makes no sense to me
they're racist
Grounding techniques don't really work for me especially in public... "five things I can see" I see a bunch of people pissing me off
@pelicanhypeman
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https://www.instagram.com/psychologywithcharlotte/
Franz Kafka, 1912
To heal the wound you first have to stop touching it.
Jan van Kessel the Elder (Flemish, 1626--1679)
words from merry Christmas, please donāt call by bleachers!
'Northern Lights, Juneau, Alaska'. Sydney Laurence. c. 1920s.
Aphrodite by Briton RiviĆØre (1902)
New Yorkers arenāt unfriendly or unhelpful. What folks who think that miss is that weāre always jammed into a too small subway car or a too narrow sidewalk or a too cramped elevator. We donāt have enough physical space, so we give each other psychological space by minding our business. But if someone needs help, weāre there.
Tonight I was riding the 7 train out to Citi Field. At Grand Central, a guy who seemed to be somewhere on the eccentric/addled scale got on and yelled āmy manās going to Kennedy ā JFK airport. Y'all got this?ā He was intense enough that I looked up and saw he was pointing to a puzzled-looking Asian man whoād gotten on in front of him. He said it again ā āJFK airport, y'all got thisā and stepped back onto the platform.
The folks in the subway car started talking, verified the route, talked to the man to make sure he understood, found someone in the car who was getting off at the right stop, and deputized him to go with the man to the E train. Y'all got this? Yeah, we got this. Weāre New Yorkers.
Reading things like this made me want to move to NYC so much back in high school. Glad Iāve been able to see similar solidarity and helpfulness in London - canāt wait to see the rest of the beautiful world though!