Stranger Things
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if i look back, i am lost
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

Product Placement

Janaina Medeiros
Misplaced Lens Cap
cherry valley forever
styofa doing anything

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
hello vonnie
dirt enthusiast
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NASA
trying on a metaphor
Jules of Nature

Kaledo Art
will byers stan first human second
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@noxji
POV he sees you on the street and is disgusted x
Sylvia Plath, aged 29, after discovering her husband's affair, in a letter to Ruth Tiffany Barnhouse Beuscher, her former psychiatrist (dated Friday, 20 July 1962)
John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne, featured in The Selected Letters of John Keats
Me when I need to lose 100 pounds by May 13th.
(cont.) :
noir simply blinked at the man’s words, his lips curling into a little scowl, that was an insane thing to say — even for him. maybe it was true though, maybe he was just too much to handle, it wasn’t like he was any easier to be around these days. in fact, he had to manipulate most people nearly to the point of some sort of stockholm syndrome type shit just to get them to stick around. his mind kept flashing through his relationships and his shame kept building, luckily that half assed apology snapped him out of it.
a soft hum filled the silence as george snatched up the joint, he was lowkey pissed but then again when wasn’t he? the world didn’t ever give him EXACTLY what he wanted but he decided he wouldn’t dwell on it, instead he’d take that joint back and suck it down before the other could get another hit— the sprinkles on top was his middle finger being stuck midair between them. a blinding cloud filled the car, coughs boomed behind it, “fuck you!” he giggled while coughing, his eyes losing vision in certain spots when he forgot to breathe in. “change the subject.”
// Matty for 'Gusher magazine' // 2020
© Mia Rankin
Look at my fuckin parrots.
This one (Bacon Boi)
-sweet baby
- Playful
- gentle nib nibs
This one (Kiwi/Mean Green)
-Horrible
-Evil
-Will bite
-Screams a lot
-doesn’t pay her taxes
-laughs when she bites you
I call this the create a new problem technique
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finished my starter flash set ~ prints are up on my store the month of may :)
are we not feeling very pious today, brother lionel