Long time .. no post ..
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Anyone else hear crickets?
Just me? Ok then.
Back to the fields.
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Long time .. no post ..
🥃
Anyone else hear crickets?
Just me? Ok then.
Back to the fields.
🌾🐔
Long time .. no post ..
🥃
Anyone else hear crickets?
Just me? Ok then.
Long time .. no post ..
🥃
Anyone else hear crickets?
Long time .. no post ..
🥃
This is how posting anything these days feels
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“That’s true! I did! I crinkled this!“ A painting of my favorite post from @straycatj I hope my rendition of this dastardly crime did it justice
Why do you reveal my naughty past… although it’s a good art…but…but…but…
日陰は心地いいでしょうよ
girls will be like “everything’s fine” while their soul gem looks like this
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シャンティ フレーズ (by 東龍)
“Winter is the only true season of touching. In winters, no matter how efficiently you dress up, a raindrop will find you. Fogs will enshroud you and leave their wetness on your face. Dry, cold air will crack your lips. As you inhale, mist will touch your nostrils and the inside of your throat. You will feel winter’s touch on the backs of your ears. Winter’s physicality reaches everywhere.”
— Nikita Arora, A history of botany and colonialism touched off by a moss bed
my obsession with this photo is unbelievable actually. i cannot believe im not there right this moment i cant believe im not standing under that bridge surrounded by small houses and nature. unbelievable