Mike Driver
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art blog(derogatory)

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tumblr dot com
The Stonewall Inn

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The Bowery Presents
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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YOU ARE THE REASON
occasionally subtle
Doug Jones

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#extradirty

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@wednesdaysmakemewet
Long time no see , huh ? Whoops. Happy Wednesday tho
kind of lame that graffiti is considered vandalism, while advertisements being forcefully beamed into my eyes via every inch of visible wall, road, and social media feed isn’t
Yea! What about that
Rosario Castellanos, “Wailing Wall”, tr. Rachel M. Popma
Buy her flowers
Murder her enemies
Give her the dick.
In that order
best thing I ever did was get used to being alone 98% of the time and still be ok
reblog to make your blog smell like vanilla and lavender
Jane Austen - "Sense and Sensibility"
you've gotta understand i don't post on here to gain followers i do it to empty my mind ruthlessly each day so i dont go insane . me posting about a character is just me shaking my brain upside down to make sure everything comes out
“I have dreamed of you so often, you are no longer real.”
— Dean Young, from “Robert Desnos (1900-1945),” in Bender: New and Selected Poems (Copper Canyon Press, 2012)
if u think my posts are fucked up imagine having them as thoughts
Oh to lay naked with someone and have them gently glide their fingers up and down my back
my blog’s theme is me. a compilation of every single thing i love. every interest. every musing. and everything in between.
tired of feeling everything i am going to take out my brain and rinse it in cold creek water
Nicole Marie Gilbert
I love when I remember who the fuck I am
When words fail, music speaks.