by Konstantin Shamin
sheepfilms
The Bowery Presents
almost home
RMH

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
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Xuebing Du

roma★
NASA
Today's Document

blake kathryn
Color Me Curious

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Origami Around
Sade Olutola
todays bird
Not today Justin

pixel skylines

seen from Paraguay
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seen from Malaysia
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@nellyorion
by Konstantin Shamin
im fucking crying
Microsoft windows is always like oh yeah, we closed all your programs and restarted your computer while you were asleep. but don't fret ☝️we installed some spyware as a gift 😃
Back in my I7 era Yaotome Gaku I missed you
四葉家
There's always something so painful about watching a pretty good actor fighting for their life to give a decent performance of an absolutely dogshit script. Putting their whole heart soul and pussy into delivering the stupidest lines you've heard in your life. My god. We have to get them out of there
Okay, but I would pay extra for this driveway.
Um, can I please get every neighborhood kid and animal to come walk across my driveway? Can I get a cat to just run around on there? This flock of ducks did such an amazing job!
I was 18 months old when my parents built their house. After pouring the concrete slab for the foundation, my father, world’s most sentimental man, carried me down into the hole so he could preserve a single imprint of my little baby foot in the house he was building for me to grow up in.
Naturally, I wriggled loose, so what is actually preserved for posterity in my parents’ basement floor is my mad dash through this glorious new mud pit, followed by my father’s footprints in hot pursuit, a visible scuffle where the fugitive was captured, and then my father’s prints returning to the ladder.
I hope some future archeologist finds your parent’s basement floor because they’re going to lie down on the ground and cry about it.
the familiar safety of an unknown shrine for @natsumeweek day three~
writers really will spend twenty minutes pacing around the kitchen thinking “this scene is genius” and then sit down to type and suddenly remember approximately three words and one emotional vibe
fem shumika i am JOYOUS!
Eye on the Milky Way ©
Writers have two modes and they are "i haven't written in three weeks and i am rotting from the inside and everything feels wrong and i don't know who i am anymore" and "i wrote for four hours straight and forgot to eat and it's dark outside and when did that happen and i feel like a god" and there is nothing in between. no chill. no medium setting. just famine or feast and a very confused nervous system.
𝑃𝑢𝑡 𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛, 𝑠𝑖𝑟. 𝐼'𝑚 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑎𝑔𝑒𝑟.
This is not the raise I negotiated for.
"Gannet Diving" necklace created by artist Rie Taniguchi
Natsume me ha acompañado a lo largo de los años y no puedo poner en palabras que tan importante es para mí.
¡¡¡Feliz cumpleaños!!!
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