Getting plowed is for the country folk. Here in the city we call it being taken to pound town. And if it's a place with decent public transit, getting railed.
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One Nice Bug Per Day
Peter Solarz
YOU ARE THE REASON
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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Love Begins

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Product Placement
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Getting plowed is for the country folk. Here in the city we call it being taken to pound town. And if it's a place with decent public transit, getting railed.
abbot looking at robby | THE PITT 2.15 (PART III) (🔄)
Ophelia, (Detail), (1889) by John William Waterhouse RA (English, 1849 – 1917), oil on canvas, 98 cm x 158 cm, Private Collection
the hauntings of Andrew Wyeth
do we have to Endure it tomorrow too?
Didier Faustino
microdosing hell by being awake and literate
the thing about getting out of the torment nexus is that you do start thinking "man if you ignore the torment i used to have a lot of fun in the torment nexus"
Window Light on Kitchen Wall - Michael Banning , 2025.
American , b. 1966 -
Oil on linen on panel , 12 x 12 in.
Tile flooring at the Oceanário de Lisboa, an aquarium in Lisbon, Portugal
DOCTOR ROBBY + his expressive eyes
I THINK LOVE IS SOMETHING / THAT HAPPENS TO OTHER PEOPLE - Michael Gray Bulla
Two exposures of the solar eclipse of January 22, 1898. Talni, India. The Indian eclipse, 1898. London, Hazell, Watson, and Viney, 1899.
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there is a fictional man in my brain and I will never be free