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Cosmic Funnies
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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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I'd rather be in outer space đž
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we're not kids anymore.
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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@residenteevil
Mark Rothko, Earth Green (detail), 1955
Dior by John Galliano F/W 1997
adam wakes up, probes his side. rib gone, wound sticky. god's fingers have touched a place that will never be touched again. how does adam not curl up, swell and fall, beg god to touch him again. to touch him everywhere else. not just ribs but cheek, inner thigh, lap. the worst part of the side-wound is not that god penetrated you but that he won't do it again
girl help. the angelic rage.
I only remember the phrase âIâm suddenly fun till the very sudden endâ and that Eminem was the one who said it to me.
putting on a cute jacket before I go experience extremely traumatizing horrors that no human should ever go through
billy loomis as Carrie white
Ocean Vuong / Dear T
Shane McCrae / To Make a Wound
when kafka said âyou wouldnât believe the kind of person I could become if you wanted itâ and when brontĂ« said âif you ever looked at me with what I know is in you, I would be your slaveâ and when Sartre said âif Iâve got to suffer it may as well be at your handsâ
no i donât have an âastigmatismâ i can just see the halos of the angels that live in car head lights that you losers are too spiritually closed off to see
Lauren Mercer-Smail (Canadian), Helena from the Alley, Toronto, 2019, Oil on canvas
i wish ads felt pain when you skipped them