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Mike Driver
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Love Begins
occasionally subtle
Noah Kahan
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Jules of Nature
NASA
One Nice Bug Per Day

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Not today Justin

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@ponwai
perhaps. i do want to be loved. unfortunate.
"Stop Black Deaths in Custody"
Seen in Naarm / Melbourne
dont worry, i'll be hot and funny again as soon as i'm done fighting for my life right now
Château de Versailles
Versailles, France, 27 VIII 2023
Youths raising the Palestinian flag on top of al-Aqsa Mosque's gate during the funeral of shaheed Omar al-Qasim, 6 June 1989. The Palestinian Museum Digital Archive
Born to be a girl who’s curious about everything forced to be a girl who’s scared of trying anything new
“why don’t you do it if you like it” because I’m scared “but why don’t you still try it out if you enjoy it” because I’m scared “but what if it gives you joy” I am scared
fully Crafted Consciousness - Nam June Paik’s Reclining Buddha (1994)
I HATE LOOT BOXES. I HATE BATTLE PASSES. I HATE FOMO. I HATE MICROTRANSACTIONS. I HATE INTENTIONALLY LOCKING COSMETICS BEHIND GRINDFESTS AND GIVING A SHORTCUT THROUGH PAYING. I HATE COSMETIC SHOPS IN FULL PRICED GAMES. I HATE LOSING RESPECT FOR ONCE BELOVED DEVELOPERS THAT NOW ONLY CHASE THE DOLLAR. I FUCKING HATE CONSUMERISM SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
🕊Kate Bush, 1980s.
Photos by her brother John Carder Bush.🕊
thinking about this excerpt from giovanni's room as i lay in bed staring at the ceiling endlessly
[text description: "I had thought of suicide when I was much younger, as, possibly, we all have, but then it would have been for revenge, it would have been my way of informing the world how awfully it had made me suffer. But the silence of the evening, as I wandered home, had nothing to do with that storm, that far-off boy. I simply wondered about the dead because their days had ended and I did not know how I would get through mine."]
Savior Convent in Voronezh region, Russia.
from Autopsy by Donte Collins