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Game Changer & Make Some Noise
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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waffle party
lyre guitar or lirachitara, varnished wood; m. c. mousset, french c. 1800-25.
Morri and her dragon baby
who are you?
some fishe studies pt 1 orbicular batfish juvenile || rainbowfish
via vivrante
SUNRISE, PARABELLUM!
Siberian cows, 2019 - by Marina Fomina, Russian
it is outside of my house
Larkspur - Lucy Culliton , 2014.
Australian,b.1966 -
Watercolour, gouache on thick white wove paper , 56.0 x 76.6 cm.
Sketch of a courting Diplodocus based on potentially(?) found melanosomes
Tim O'Brien
CHICKEN. BUG. DUCK.
Brecon Beacons, Wales by noberson
White-crested Helmetshrike (Prionops plumatus), family Vangidae, found throughout much of Africa
Photograph by ASalfa Deri
I really feel tremendous grief for friendships that kind of petered away in the face of life's currents. There are people with whom I formed deep, unique, vibrant, life-changing connections, and then we had to go our separate ways and it was too hard to maintain long-distance. There wasn't a fight, it just sort of faded. And I feel like I have more friendships like this than friendships that have endured, so maybe I just have to get used to it. But if grief is all the love we have left over - well, I never did get to finish loving them. I love them, and I miss them, and I probably always will.