cherry valley forever
bliss lane
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Sade Olutola
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ellievsbear
Cookie Run:Kingdom Official!
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Product Placement
taylor price
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Noah Kahan
noise dept.
NASA
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almost home
Misplaced Lens Cap
Mike Driver
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@paloaz
It’s not you I’ve lost, but the world.
a kind of loss (Ingeborg Bachmann), variations on the word love (Margaret Atwood), i am the brother of xx (Fleur Jaeggy), don’t go far off, not even for a day (Pablo Neruda), recreation (Audre Lorde), wuthering heights (Emily Brontë), i carry your heart with me (e. e. cummings)
Emily Dickinson’s Herbarium, digital facsimile. By permission of the Houghton Library, Harvard University; via poets
Andy Warhol, early drawing
Flaming Sky - Anke Roder , 2026
Dutch, b. 1964 -
Encaustic and oil on wood, 67 x 71.5 cm.
Stevie Nicks
Stevie Nicks, 1977
Musicians Stevie Nicks and George Harrison in Acapulco in 1977.
Stevie Nicks - Fleetwood Mac
stevie nicks photographed by ken regan, 1977
IM THE FURY IN YOUR HEAD IM THE FURY IN YOUR BED IM THE GHOST IN THE BACK YOUUURRR HEAD
photos by the artemis ii crew
“This is no place for a convertible!“
It’s a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World, 1963.
Dir. Stanley Kramer | Writ. William & Tania Rose | DOP Ernest Laszlo
‘White Cat with Gemstones’ by Joseph Jones Oil and acrylic on linen, 2026
Agave harvest in Mexico
Mexican vintage postcard
Brown N Proud (facebook)
For centuries, the maguey plant has stood tall under the sun, not just as a plant, but as a giver of life. From its heart flows aguamiel, the “honey water” our ancestors cherished. This sacred nectar nourished warriors, sustained communities, and became the foundation of pulque, one of the oldest traditional drinks of Mesoamerica.
The maguey is more than a plant, it is a symbol of resilience, abundance, and heritage. Rooted deep in the land, it reminds us that even in the harshest soil, life can flourish and give sweetness back to the people.
Every drop of aguamiel carries the story of survival, culture, and pride. Just like our roots, unyielding, strong, and eternal.
guy who only experienced torture: this reminds me of the torture i went through
guy who only experienced torture: i don't like this because it's too unlike the torture
guy who only experienced torture: i'm afraid of not being tortured
