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Are new apartments good?
thinking bout this today -- no more open floor plans! i ache for seperation
Skate the edge and learn the truth behind MTV's avant-garde animated series Æon Flux.
“The dream to awaken our world…” – Trevor Goodchild in Æon Flux How to introduce Peter Chung in an ever so brief preface to an interview? H
Vladimir Nabokov to his New Yorker editor
Suzuki bike ads
Gypsy & Sons Japan
Winter Olympics 2026 Vogue China
Totally unrelated to this images -- I got super into women's hockey during these Olympics and this ankle-breaker got me up out my seat
assortment of art collecting dust in my downloads folder
I think about this one a lot
This some of the funniest shit I done seen in my life
Mock Orange
By Louise Glück
It is not the moon, I tell you.
It is these flowers
lighting the yard.
I hate them.
I hate them as I hate sex,
the man’s mouth
sealing my mouth, the man’s
paralyzing body—
and the cry that always escapes,
the low, humiliating
premise of union—
In my mind tonight
I hear the question and pursuing answer
fused in one sound
that mounts and mounts and then
is split into the old selves,
the tired antagonisms. Do you see?
We were made fools of.
And the scent of mock orange
drifts through the window.
How can I rest?
How can I be content
when there is still
that odor in the world?
Snookie Johnson Goes Down to the Recruiter’s Office Near Benning Road & Starts Some Shit
By Kenneth Carroll
it was right about the time they started drafting for the iraqi war
snookie came to sign up but he didn’t walk through the door,
instead he leaped like a madman right through the plate glass
& kicked the recruiting sergeant square in his no-good ass
he said, “i wanna go to the desert, kill some arab chump
& drink his hot blood like water from a barnyard pump
i wanna get bit on my nose by a scorpion wit a bad attitude
i wanna smoke twelve packs a day & eat snake heart for food
i wanna drink poison gas with a side order of sand
& dance with a nuclear missile while digging the junkyard band
i wanna jump in an oil well & get real slick
then have me a party with some them mooslim chicks
cause i’m snookie johnson from a bad neighborhood
& when i get ciced up i don’t mean nobody good
so sign me up sergeant & sign me up fast
i’m just raring to kick me some motherfuckin ass”
the sergeant looked at snookie with nothing but disgust
knowing he was the kind of nigga can’t nobody trust
“you too damn crazy for the military,” the sarge said wit a frown
snookie gave him a sheet of paper & said, “yo man, write dat down.”
Henri-Paul Motte