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Kiana Khansmith

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Cosmic Funnies
Cosimo Galluzzi
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Noah Kahan
Jules of Nature
Xuebing Du
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Origami Around
trying on a metaphor
Game of Thrones Daily
todays bird
we're not kids anymore.

titsay
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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The Stonewall Inn
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@stabhim
Photo: Brie Moreno, Before/After
http://artsomething.fr/portfolio/diana/
https://www.facebook.com/di.vasyanovych
http://dianavasyanovych.tumblr.com/
Light and Shadow portrait photography of my sister taken by me.
Except for your eyes, no blade can control me, no sharpened knife.
Vladimir Mayakovsky, ”Lilichka!” (via floriental)
A little playing with Mathematica.
Abrigo Brígida Baltar
I feel like it's me, slowly disappearing into the wall, until I become one with it. In order not to be seen anymore and not to have feelings.
(Tasha Marie) | Niagara Falls
Follow my incredibly talent friend and fellow Canadian Tasha! She is hands down one of the most creative, most stunning photographers out there. Find her on instagram too, @teapalm
Industrie Magazine Issue 7. Lara Stone by Erik Torstensson.
But like a boat with a twisted rudder, I kept coming back to the same place. I wasn’t going anywhere. I was myself, waiting on the shore for me to return.
Haruki Murakami - Hard-boiled Wonderland and the End of the World (via murakamistuff)
pale/indie blog
Words create lies. Pain can be trusted. Only pain and suffering will make you realize who you are.
Audition. Ryu Murakami
She's like smoke:you think you're seeing her clearly enough,but when you reach for her there's nothing there
Ryu Murakami