Gasoline is the real gateway drug
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Not today Justin

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YOU ARE THE REASON
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occasionally subtle
The Bowery Presents
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Gasoline is the real gateway drug
Buddha statue with uncle iroh head
Yumikrum, Travelling without Moving, collage, 2019
Kevin Lenaghan, “Stairway”, “Glass Palace”, and “Crystal Stairway” (2021)
Clayshaper.
im extremely devout but nobody can figure out what im worshipping
Miles Cleveland Goodwin.
what movie do y’all know front to back like it doesn’t even have to necessarily be Good,, it’s just something you’ve seen so many times that the dialogue is printed into the very core of your being
whenever i take of my pants and i unbuckle my belt i feel like a corporate ceo about to get his dick sucked
not to be a hedonist but. pleasure IS the whole point, my loves. we are made for pleasure. humans have not survived out of spite or sheer grit or simply to make more humans. we live for pleasure. the pleasure of licking the last delicious crumbs off your fingers and feeling sunlight on your skin and massaging a loved one's shoulders. we're made to fill our bellies with delicious food, to nap in soft grass, to touch each other in joy and comfort.
there is no shame or guilt in our bodies doing what they were made to do. and we are made for pleasure.
the behind the scenes pictures for the pepe silvia scene have that cursed vibe to them
*hooked up to a gas mask filling my lungs with car exhaust*
my killer: you’re not special, I murder everyone like this
i have a rare form of synesthesia where i can hear music
pigs be like There’s god in this mud.
bisexuals are our friends . our brothers . our drug dealers and dare i say ..... our lovers