how come you only become aware of how tipsy you are in bathrooms
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Keni
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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Kiana Khansmith
RMH
Xuebing Du

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Peter Solarz
Show & Tell

#extradirty
KIROKAZE
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@saegulls
how come you only become aware of how tipsy you are in bathrooms
Panopticon
I WAS BORN YESTERDAY. I JUST BLEW IN FROM STUPID TOWN. THIS IS MY FIRST RODEO. PLEASE BE PATIENT WITH ME.
the wolf that does not care to hide in sheepskin
uncensored
Directions, revisited
Oh, had they met and shared that burning anger...
Stamatin’s special! (A little silly patho comic about Andrey bartending (once in a century occurrence))
might do a post on all the concerts ive been on this year or so far just to see them lined up
late night in the office. artemiy figured out where the camera is years ago
Tightening its lusts, 2005, oil on linen (8.25 x 6.25 inches) by Jenn Mazza, from the project ‘scarlet intent’
from the artist’s statement:
In constructing a painting I look for ways that objects, images and marks can be combined to form conjunctions and disjunctions; to build a painting which is conceptually in motion; in the process of becoming // becoming meaning // becoming meaning-full. Sometimes this involves a correspondence, a conversation or an intervention within a chosen image-subject. Other times the images are found already in the world, and my role is to presence the existing tension through a selective translation into paint. But a painting is never a ‘one night stand’ to misquote Jack Spicer. I am particularly interested in the way that meaning evolves within a body of work…
other works:
Peripety (1), 2008, oil on linen (6.75 x 7.75 inches) by Jen Mazza
Red Letter No. 4, 2007, oil on linen (9 x 9.5 inches) by Jen Mazza
Acquiesce by Jen Mazza
jenkins' boy
people who make comics are fucked in the head. what is wrong with you
if i worked in a toxicology lab i would wear a shirt that says "I LOVE POISON"