Misplaced Lens Cap
Xuebing Du
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
One Nice Bug Per Day
Keni
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
NASA
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Today's Document
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
noise dept.

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JBB: An Artblog!
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art blog(derogatory)
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DEAR READER

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@pure-spite
Velimir Khlebnikov, from The Collected Poems & Writings of V. K. “My Darling,”
Hotel Chevalier a short film by Wes Anderson
Antelope Island State Park, Utah by Trent Davis
terraforming
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return of autumn
Time was my Medusa. Time was turning me to stone.
— Jeanette Winterson, Weight
“You have grown a callous and hard shell. But that hard shell is not your true self. Inside that shell you have a warm and tender heart, and a kind soul,”
— Margaret Atwood, from “The Year of the Flood,” published c. 2009
looking sharp
joshua tree national park
i am afraid that if i open myself i will not stop pouring. (why do i fear becoming a river. what mountain gave me such shame.)
Jamie Oliveira, “Erosion” (via wordsnquotes)
“I can’t hold enough of you in my hands.”
— Franz Kafka; Letters to Milena (via quotexcerpts)
Wowwww
It’s called trauma arousal.
Hmmmm
“Trauma sends you letters, without warning, for the rest of your life, usually disguised as something else.”
— Brenna Twohy, from Swallowtail
rage and tenderness existing simultaneously in the same body
Euripides, from “Orestes”, An Oresteia (trans. Anne Carson)
“I look at you, and I just love you, and it terrifies me. It terrifies me what I would do for you.”
— Alexandra Bracken