𝑺𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚, Camilo Puerta
Cosimo Galluzzi
art blog(derogatory)

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Acquired Stardust
cherry valley forever

pixel skylines
Jules of Nature
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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Origami Around
wallacepolsom

oozey mess
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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AnasAbdin
will byers stan first human second

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
noise dept.

izzy's playlists!
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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𝑺𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒏 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆, 𝒉𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚, Camilo Puerta
x / Landscape With Fruit Rot And Millipede, Richard Siken
Photography by Nona Limmen.
sopranos was right. woke up this morning.
Nicola Samorí
“Or was my rage my mother’s? Or her mother’s? Or hers? An inherited creature?”
— Letter to My Rage: An Evolution, by Lidia Yuknavitch (via 89words)
me describing what supernatural is about to a friend: it’s literally just so orwellian and kafkaesque and sisiphisian and odyssean and foucauldian and homosexual but it’s also kind of bad
Bone Dress - Jaime Erin Johnson
Paint Splash - 210527
One of the funniest things that ever happened to me was when I saw the national at a music festival and in the middle of the set the lead singer man was like “is that building over there a jail? Wow, I hope that our music brings them some joy. This one goes out to you, all you brave people” and I looked at the building and it was a fucking post office
i’m so strong and brave for being a woman in her twenties
Lente Scura - La Regina della Luce della Luna
sam & lucifer // atomic suicide!, walter & lao russell
THE SMELL OF YOUR NAME WELDERWINGS // 2021
Art Touched by Clayshaper
posting is a trauma response to thinking