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Godzilla takes a nap in the Colosseum GODZILLA X KONG: THE NEW EMPIRE (2024)

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You look like sliced from a loaf.

You look like one slice from a loaf of something.

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Jane was still in high school when she lost her best friend Nat, but Nat was not the only one to go missing. Finding herself suddenly and inexplicably beset by Nat's ghost, Jane is the only one left to put the pieces together and figure out what actually happened all those years ago. But does she really want to know?

HOLE is a swampy nu metal f/f horror comic about being a coyote with its leg caught in a bear trap, and the entire thing can be read online here.

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Beautiful lab grown women in your area

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mosaic on a former carpet factory (1978) by s. lewkowicz kowary, poland

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“come, let us march against the powers of heaven, and set black streamers in the firmament to signify the slaughter of the gods” is such a raw line you’d think it’s from Shakespeare, but it’s actually from the slightly earlier Elizabethan dramatist Christopher Marlowe

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Threads in time, Natalie Ciccoricco (because)

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they were TWELVE 

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narratively I am a fan of romances that don’t ever actually become romances

I don’t mean in an aromantic life partner way, I mean romantic tension that is never resolved or acted upon for whatever reason but by the end it’s clear that both characters experienced the love of their lives without ever acknowledging it as such. but they know. they know.

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Huge fan of when my speech patterns rub off on people enjoy when thay happens

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March 18th, 2021

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wait, isnt NSFW the letters on the compass

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points have been made

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bateleur

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Shearing half a sheep seemed a simple way to show a season's growth of wool, but photographer Cary Wolinsky was wrong. The half-shorn sheep tended to lose their balance and topple to wool-ward. It took many tries before merino sheep number 30 “became our hero," Wolinsky said.

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