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almost home
we're not kids anymore.
Misplaced Lens Cap
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

PR's Tumblrdome
occasionally subtle
One Nice Bug Per Day
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Origami Around

Love Begins
The Bowery Presents

oozey mess
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Show & Tell
will byers stan first human second

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Cosimo Galluzzi
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Discoholic 🪩
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by Antonio Canova
aromatic woods, complex animalics & lactonic skin summer
like sorry i can't come to the event i am a feral animal in the woods i am naked & suckling on the teat of a mother wolf under pine broken moonlight with metal fangs i can't talk now
lately ive been getting really into the physical sensation of putting rubbing alcohol on open wounds
Regina Derieva, from a poem titled "I Don't Feel At Home Where I am," featured in An Anthology of Contemporary Russian Women Poets
never been so full of botox maybe this will fix me
love in the time of hydra
a lot of your suffering comes from treating your nature like a problem to manage instead of a design to understand
“I will be wild. I will be brutal. I will encircle you and conquer you. I will be more powerful than your boats and your swords and your blood lust. I will be inevitable.
— Iphigenia, from “A Memory of Wind” by Rachel Swirsky.
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L. V., excerpts from a past life
high at sunrise
I believe in the light thats on the water