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height check. how tall are you people in my phone
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i dont believe in gender for real its just a fetish thing to me
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副都心線渋谷駅から北参道方向を撮影した画像だけど、もうこの位置からは物理的に撮影できないんだよな多分
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its actually crazy my new job has rlly awesome benefits &&& is unionized???? i mean we have such good benefits bc of the union.... it's actually so amazing
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here r two bags i sold recently tooooo ❤️🩹❤️🩹❤️🩹❤️🩹







some things i’ve been making recently :•)
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some things i’ve been making recently :•)
#still need to keep making cuz i got two art markets back to back at the end of the month but yea#keep having a wait am i goated moment ?#esp making these bags recently idk makes my brain go brrrrr#liek a sewing machine heheh#my art
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"June 1984 - September 1984
Red wine for breakfast, I walk the sidewalks barefoot at night, I do not understand anything and I do not mind. Life is rushing too quickly for me to understand anything, seldom sober, rarely alone. Red nails and crowded ashtrays, Eva Strawberry Bar – For God’s sake, in what theatre have I ended up? What is this strange performance? And what role do I play in it? Amid the chaos I begin shooting. And photographs work as a mirror, as a return ticket to a normal, normalized life."
Killer Summer. Libuse Jarcovjakova.
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David Hockney
The Arrival of Spring, Normandy, 2020
Royal Academy (exhibition), London.
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if only i were a normal human girl like my friends.. i'll never fit in caus, my nature..
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no connection without willingness to be seen. no connection without curiosity and understanding, without compassion and forgiveness. no connection without tolerance and inconvenience. no connection without the courage to divulge feelings, thoughts and needs. no connection without putting the health of the bond before pride or the comfort of hiding. no connection without embarassing yourself a little. without hard conversations, or the space and will to learn and grow. without accepting and loving imperfection
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