something about me is i’m the type of bitch to google things like i really am just habitually googling.
will byers stan first human second

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cherry valley forever

oozey mess
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trying on a metaphor

Kaledo Art

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Love Begins
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something about me is i’m the type of bitch to google things like i really am just habitually googling.
mary oliver, staying alive
Editorial illustrations for a conference discussing AI’s impact on communities.
Arms and Armor on display at the Chicago Institute of Art
my devoted but dangerously unstable knight will be hearing about this
Mina Stankovic by Luka Bošković and Stefan Stojanov for Vogue Portugal May 2026
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ROSAMUND PIKE photographed by Grace Difford for GQ Hype (2026)
i miss u so much (pre ai internet)
the throne of leyndell
hamlet’s “i did love you once” and ophelia’s “indeed, my lord, you did make me believe so” is such an underrated gut punch. it’s betrayal it’s heartbreak it’s vulnerability it’s so over. truly no one is doing it like shakespeare
“It was the beginning of June; summer was arising out of spring, like an aloe from a field of grass.”
— Gabriele D'Annunzio, from The Book of the Virgins (Hesperus Press, 2003)
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Tomorrow's veil: normal to thick
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"[T]he reason it’s written this way, in these snippets of time, is because that’s what they remember. Like, what do you remember about the day you were drafted? I remember standing next to Ilya. I remember the way he looked in that suit. I remember seeing him up there with his dad and wondering what his dad was like. And I remember not listening to my mom. And then, boom, what’s the next thing you remember? I remember not being able to sleep and I went to the gym and there he was. Like, all of their memories- it’s told in a language of memory, and sex is such a powerful part of the memory-scape of this thing."
ohhhh my goddd jacob on the language of sex and memory in heated rivalry
hope tumblr lasts another 20 years so i can liveblog my midlife crisis
As a heartless killing machine, I was a terrible failure.
Little cover design doodle from like a week ago that I never posted :') more to come. Maybe. Eventually. We'll see.