seeing your blobros in everything helps find beauty in the world around us (looked at the sunset and thought of him so hard i got choked up)
seen from Maldives
seen from Türkiye
seen from China
seen from United States

seen from Switzerland
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Australia
seen from Germany
seen from Australia

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Australia
seen from Belgium
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Norway
seen from Pakistan
seen from Pakistan

seen from United States
seeing your blobros in everything helps find beauty in the world around us (looked at the sunset and thought of him so hard i got choked up)
Prompt: Legs
Coarse veins rose sharply on the white clay, adorned the foot, and clung to the calves, growing more and more faded, only to get themselves completely lost in the stretch marks on the thighs. The nails were crudely sculpted, the skin seemed wrinkled, blood clots stood out. The image was repulsive.
Still, the man had spent whole nights carving those flaws onto the statue’s body. After so many years, his muse had grown old, her body had begun to wither, becoming more and more difficult to maintain, just a shadow that vaguely resembled Gloria, as she once had been.
But the man did not believe in this concept. For him, Gloria was just as beautiful now as she had been forty years ago – there was nothing faded in her beauty, the prominent veins and wrinkled skin were just the jewels in which the time had garnished her feet. There was no such thing as a Gloria from then and a Gloria from now, Gloria was a singular entity, Gloria represented beauty in all of its forms, Gloria was just as decadent as the artist that had birthed her.
In her legs lay carved the story of her every step, years after years of life, years full of dreams and struggles. Gloria was so much more than the statues embodying her, Gloria was love, Gloria was death, Gloria was eternal.
tender quote people don't reference enough is when elton john said "i hope you don't mind that i put down in words, how wonderful life is now that you're in the world"
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There are stars you haven't seen And loves you haven't loved There's light you haven't felt And sunrises yet to dawn There are dreams you haven't dreamt And days you haven't lived And nights you won't forget And flowers yet to grow And there is more to you That you have yet to know.
g.c.
There are stars you haven't seen And loves you haven't loved There's light you haven't felt And sunrises yet to dawn There are dreams you haven't dreamt And days you haven't lived And nights you won't forget And flowers yet to grow And there is more to you That you have yet to know.
g.c.