Mike Driver

oozey mess
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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John Brosio (American, b. 1967)
Study for “Queen of Suburbia”, 2020
Oil on Canvas
LOFTCUBE - Mobile Accommodation
Cherry blossoms and blue skies
ever since i was a little girl i knew i wanted to deny location sharing and turn off personalized ads and reject all non-essential cookies and not set up siri and face ID
La terra perduda de Doggerland, durant l'Edat Daurada d'Europa.
I think it sucks that you have to go to so many different kinds of doctor to take care of yourself. It's the 21st century. I should be able to go to a single office where they scan me with a big xerox machine and tell me what I'm allergic to and why my tummy hurts and if I have any cancer or cavities or if my glasses prescription has changed. And then I should get a sticker.
> read library book
> it's good
Thank you library
> read library book
> it's bad
Thank you library for saving me from buying it :)
official library post
My father always told me: "If you want to go for a run, go for a run, don't look for company. Sooner or later, on your fifth run or your twentieth, like-minded people will find you themselves." And only recently have I realized that this principle works everywhere.
Russian pagan temple by Vsevolod Ivanov
Perun by Vsevolov Ivanov
i hate nostalgia. i hate knowing ill never be back there with those people in that situation ever again.