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the-lady-flame

may the road rise to meet you. may the wind be at your back. may your gender be utterly imcomprehensible

tenmillionpoundsofsludge-deacti

hazmat suit with “JUICY” bedazzled on the ass

suburbanjustice

Posts that hit different spring 2020

shisasan

𝙾𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚎, 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝙸𝚝𝚢𝚜 (𝟷𝟾𝟾𝟷)

weltenwellen

Asdrubal Quintero, from “These Are the End Times and the Next Four Years Might As Well Be the Afterlife“

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ig: @naomijanumala

amare-habeo

Dezider Tóth (Slovak, born 1947)

Sheet music LXIV. Weeping (Lamentácia), 1976–1978

Paint on paper, 45 x 62.5 cm

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the long and short of it, richard siken

english-idylls

From Aurora Leigh by Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1856).

glamoroussource

rihanna for savagexfenty, spring 2020.

sheikah

In a weird place between wanting quarantine to end because my mental health is absolutely spiraling, and hoping quarantine continues because I can’t imagine going back into functioning society again.

heleionomaia-deactivated2021051

“Stop cringing — at your future, at your failure, at yourself in the mirror — and stand up and look directly at who you are. Not who you should’ve been, but who you are now. Let that person in. Let her be as mediocre and wrong and shameful and sad and miserable and brilliant and hilarious as she wants to be, because she knows exactly what you need to feel good. She has plans for you. She wants to show you what comes next. She wants to take you into the future you’re dreading and say, “See? You never would’ve imagined this.”

— “Ask Polly: Is Life All Downhill From Here?” by Heather Havrilesky (via weltenwellen)