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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Three Goblin Art

oozey mess
trying on a metaphor
NASA
occasionally subtle

titsay
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
AnasAbdin

#extradirty
Cosmic Funnies
Keni
almost home
Acquired Stardust
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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Mike Driver
art blog(derogatory)

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Serpentine: my latest collection of original paintings is available through Nahcotta as part of the Enormous Tiny Art show. Find it here!
you picked me
Martin Krammer.
you are a disgusting little whore for objectifying and sexualising hardworking athletic men like you do, go to hell
daily affirmations
bro i,m like two squeaks old
i'm crying rn.... the fucking Torta.....
You guys are never gonna fucking believe what itās actually called
They can try, and spend absurd amounts of money, and they might even make absurd amounts of money back, but we all know the real metric of cultural relevance.
dogs love using their horizontal nature to stand in front of you
ID: A Tweet by user afraidofwasps. It reads, ā(Realizing i zoned out for 15 years and have a family now without noticing) (Realizing I never committed my beautiful childās name to memory) You - (forgetting if we have hogs or not but going with my gut feeling) Feed them hogsā.
whoops lost myself for about eight years there
Do not be fooled by the weapons I refuse to lay down. I come to you today with gratitude in knowing the fight cannot be won. Let the hair turn its drab colors, and, perhaps, slowly begin to depart down the drain. Let the pain in the knee linger as a reminder that movement might one day come with a price, if I am lucky enough to make it that long. Yes, Lord, I am thankful today again for every reminder of how I have outlived my worst imagination. I will walk slowly through the garden of all that could have killed me but didn't.
Hanif Abdurraqib, There's Always This Year
there is no old self to get back to thereās a new u to create n nurture
bf puts his hand in my bush I tell him to get off my lawn