Maria Denise Dessimoz, The Inevitable Anguish of Desire
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
hello vonnie
Jules of Nature
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icyghini twinkie
Claire Keane

gracie abrams
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
noise dept.

@theartofmadeline

Andulka
trying on a metaphor
art blog(derogatory)
$LAYYYTER
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open

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Cosimo Galluzzi

bliss lane
The Bowery Presents
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@test-ings
Maria Denise Dessimoz, The Inevitable Anguish of Desire
Flor Garduño - Leda, Switzerland (silver gelatin print), 2001
the end to this thread is killing me
Jef Bourgeau, On The Hunt, 2024
L'Enfant secret (1979), dir. Philippe Garrel
At night everything is more intense.
If you take the bus, wave to the driver and thank them as you're getting off the bus.
Being a bus driver is an underappreciated and difficult job but still very vital to society. They still have to do customer service and deal with rude and even aggressive passengers, and on top of that have to deal with traffic and other drivers all day (and let's face it, there's a lot of bad drivers out there who aren't considerate about sharing the road). All while providing an invaluable service of getting us where we need to go. Showing them some appreciation can go a long ways for someone doing such an important job that usually gets little to no recognition or thanks.
spam emails are horrifying on an entirely different level once you actually begin to grapple with the material reality of ‘cyberspace’. how many servers were involved in dumping this message into my trash folder, where are they located, how much water goes into cooling them every day? where did the metals come from to build these facilities, who maintains them, how much labour and suffering and exploitation is required to bombard me with 50 messages a day i don’t even look at for products i will never buy? not just useless or a nuisance, but actively harming the earth & its people, and for what. zero social value, zero human communication, just capital trying to metastasise
It worked once, it could work again
Dildos?🤗
No ❤️
My Wife’s Lovers, 1891, Carl Kahler