the air is sad, everything is sad
art blog(derogatory)

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dirt enthusiast
RMH
Xuebing Du
we're not kids anymore.
almost home
DEAR READER
taylor price
Claire Keane
styofa doing anything
Not today Justin
wallacepolsom

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tannertan36
will byers stan first human second
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oozey mess

#extradirty
todays bird
seen from Romania

seen from France
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seen from South Korea
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seen from United States

seen from Singapore
seen from Germany
seen from Uruguay

seen from Australia
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seen from Sweden
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the air is sad, everything is sad
dreaming in meals
spotted at the red light that turns to work
uniforms for all seasons
worst part of winter laundry
and we wonder how time flew by...
On the long daily commute back from work, I keep looking out for them as the train makes its way to the suburbs. They sneak in once in a while to check in with me in tunnels and explode into a party over bridges. They're always there... bouncing along the streets guiding everyone home.
I’ll be home soon
lost the trail in gokarna
a space of our own
An Arrival. The means to a sense of freedom is always changing. What we hold as the torch to get us to this “freedom” is constantly shapeshifting, as we do our deeds and live our lives in a cycle. What doesn’t change, however, is where you arrive once free. That space where you can breathe easy, the lens through which the world seems clearer. A landscape in your mind where all constructs cease to be and you can flow free. This destination is not fixed at the end of a certain road, it’s not something we can escape to or mark as a finish line. It is closer to us than our thoughts themselves, and it’s on us to create the ripples to find it. ~ Thoughts on freedom with thesparrow.in
dtc dtc
Did you know that tulsi helps clear up goldfish ulcers?
Third batch for #36daysoftype M for Melons N for Nori O for Olives P for Peppermint Q for Quail Eggs R for Radishes
shoe magnet
a sleepless night in transit
playing cards on rooftops in suburbia