Self portraits inspired by "Pray" by Vana, Nov. 29th, 2025
Today's Document

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❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
Misplaced Lens Cap
Peter Solarz
d e v o n
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

Origami Around
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

shark vs the universe
trying on a metaphor
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Jules of Nature

Kaledo Art

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noise dept.
Sade Olutola
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will byers stan first human second
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Self portraits inspired by "Pray" by Vana, Nov. 29th, 2025
VAN PERDIENDO LOS PIRATAS DE MIERDA SIIIIII 🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩🇨🇩 AGUANTE EL CONGO
LA PUTA MADRE QUÉ INGLESES DEL ORTO
When we were children, my sister had private music lessons at her violin teacher’s house. I only visited there once, but I still remember that afternoon. The teacher had an artificial pond in her yard, a large beautiful thing with lily pads and plant life. And in the pond, there were goldfish. I had never seen such enormous goldfish.
I spent several minutes just staring at them (and trying to convince them to bite my fingers.) When my sister’s violin lesson ended, her teacher came out to the yard and explained that these goldfish were the same small creatures that were often unfortunately sold in plastic bags at state fairs. They were only about two inches long apiece, when she bought them and put them in the new, empty pond. In essence, they were like every goldfish I had seen before, but they had been given a much larger, much richer environment in which to flourish. As a result, they had grown into some of the most remarkable, vibrant creatures my twelve-year-old self had ever met with. All because of a pond.
Funny what lessons children remember. My sister doesn’t play the violin anymore, but that was the first time I caught a glimpse of the overwhelming extent to which it matters, the way the world treats us.
Reblogged again for this drawing I made for it
Give us room to grow and see how we flourish.
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genuinely one of my favourite details about Bram Stokers Dracula that isn't really transferred to the pop culture is that vampires have irridescent eyes, they appear brown at a glance, however when light is reflected on them they seem to go red!
another thing that pop culture latched onto is this idea that you might use a wreath of garlic bulbs to ward off a vampire, however, in the book there is a popular use of garlic blossoms rather than the bulbs. i think these are a lot prettier and way more versatile for stylisation! you could have a garlic flower crown.
also like the cowboy part can we please stop omitting the fact that there is a real ass cowboy in Bram Stokers Dracula and hes from real ass Texas and he has a fucking gun and he tries to fucking shoot Dracula
Ceremonial mace of the Guild of Masons, Bricklayers, and Carpenters or Krakow, Poland, 17th century
from The Museum of Krakow
truly the idea that argentina is all white or that people of color here don't exist is infuriatingly ignorant at best and purposefully denying the existence of the thousand of natives and afroargentines that are constantly fighting to be seen at worst. either you're a dumbass that can't even take two seconds to google argentina's actual population or you're an asshole that denies our people of color are argentinians. and in either case go fuck yourself
El estadio pasando "la cumbia de los trapos" después del partido de Argentina y yo en modo
llego a leer a un pelotudo más diciendo que argentina es un país espiritualmente i*sr*eli y me voy a suicid4r pueden hacer los chistes que quieran pero el límite es que nos comparen con estas lacras genocidas hijas de puta
> turns on my computer
> disables a new AI feature that was turned on by default
> opens my email
> disables a new AI feature that was turned on by default
> launches a software
> disables a new AI fea
Pero me re contra re mil cago en tus pausas de hidratación de mierda, se las pueden meter bien en el orto
bro podes seguir viendo futbol argentino y tener pensamiento crítico tranqui, nadie te va a decir nada te lo prometo
Abandoned Tudor-style Mansion in Ohio
Life is a constant cycle of being reminded that nothing I do will ever be enough.
— Fyodor Dostoevsky, Crime and Punishment via starlightacademia
from a young age i knew i wanted to give up when things got hard