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Product Placement
Jules of Nature

blake kathryn
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
taylor price
Three Goblin Art
let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
Claire Keane

#extradirty

Andulka

Origami Around
Misplaced Lens Cap
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

tannertan36

Kaledo Art

PR's Tumblrdome
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@voyse
An illusion is something that isn’t real but whose effects appear real.
If you mistakenly view a rope as a snake and experience fear, the fear is experienced as if it were real. But the snake was never real. The snake’s reality was based on the rope, which in actuality is nothing like the snake.
Now contemplate the meaning of the statement “all of this is an illusion.”
I did the math. 3ft by 5 ft square. Disposables surround me as the swishing of water consumes the air waves. I want to sink. I want to sink into this porcelain more than anything. It's the only support I have felt in a few days. It's holding me up more than my own blood has. The carbonated alcohol being soaked into my bladder is coming out in all forms unmentionable. This 3x5 space is a sanctuary. Finally. Some privacy.
Friendly reminder to check you’re not holding tension in your body. Let your shoulders drop, unclench your hands and jaw. Take a deep breath. Much better.
Alexander McQueen heaven.
Via @evachen on Instagram
Niagara Falls
Acrylic on Paper
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Jason J Villeneuve
Sometimes I picture us in a different setting. Running into each other. Would I even notice you? Would you even notice me? I think yes and that's why this is so fucked up. Was the timing right? I think so. Were we right? No. I remember writing something like- right place right time right person. And that was true at a certain point. Not sure about now. Not sure why I'm mushy and look for things in stores for you still. I hold my self back. Hold my tongue. You said tolerating yourself was the goal. Been thinking about that. I guess for me too.
the golden rules artwork by Kot Bonkers
The time has come when you are now someone else's problem. And this is what I always wanted. And it's time to let go and love yourself again from the bottom up. Top down. My will to live and love is far greater then I could imagine.
As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty
Frances Phoenix, Kunda, 1976
Input vs output. Making sure I clean my sheets 3 times a week.