farawayfromdryland
farawayfromdryland
but maybe everything that dies someday comes back
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1990s she/her 🌊 providing a full moon
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farawayfromdryland · 1 day ago
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farawayfromdryland · 1 day ago
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trying to slog through season 1 of the gilded age. i like oscar and that's it. christine baranski is does an amazing job as always but in this case with what.
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farawayfromdryland · 1 day ago
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“the soul of my land” by jordanian-palestinian photographer anita bursheh
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farawayfromdryland · 2 days ago
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the ooc crimes that have been committed in the name of fake/pretend relationship
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farawayfromdryland · 2 days ago
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farawayfromdryland · 3 days ago
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sometimes when i'm not feeling much of anything at all i think about that tumblr post where op was like i thought children with bad handwriting were orphans or whatever and i get so worked up i want to kill myself
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farawayfromdryland · 3 days ago
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why do i put off stuff that i'm not even dreading just once it's a To Do i can't fuckin do it whats wrong with me
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farawayfromdryland · 3 days ago
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farawayfromdryland · 3 days ago
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Something that gets really lost in a lot of discourse is that what we would now call 'going low-contact' or 'going no-contact' with your family used to be so completely within the normal range of familial contact that there wasn't even a term for it. Sure, in the pre-IM pre-social media days some people were calling their parents daily, but I'd wager the vast majority of people were not. Long distance calling used to be quite expensive, after all. If your kid went to the big city to seek their fortune you might hear from them every few weeks, or every month, or once a year, and that wasn't particularly odd. This was even more the case before telephones were common, of course - people would send letters, but definitely not more than once a week and probably a lot less. It was just a normal, accepted fact that you'd hear from some family members who lived nearby often, and some who lived farther away very rarely.
The minimum amount of contact with family that is expected of people in the groupchat-facetime-instagram era is so much higher than at any previous point in history. The ceiling is about the same, since then and now multiple generations often live under the same roof, but the floor is higher by orders of magnitude.
How many adult children who are 'no-contact' or 'low-contact' now would also have been the ones who moved to the city and sent a letter every three months then? Is family estrangement an actual current problem, or is it just an illusion caused by smartphones?
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farawayfromdryland · 4 days ago
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magdalene: the addict by Marie Howe
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farawayfromdryland · 7 days ago
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In Gedanken , In Thought - Ruprecht von Kaufmann , 2020.
German ,b. 1974 -
Oil on linoleum on wood , 40 x 30 cm.
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farawayfromdryland · 8 days ago
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hell i copters
hell y copters
hell is coppers
hell is choppers
helter skelter hell i copter
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farawayfromdryland · 12 days ago
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farawayfromdryland · 15 days ago
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Weegee, Lovers, Palace Theater, New York City, 1945
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farawayfromdryland · 16 days ago
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MAL-CODED CHARACTERS HALL OF FAME: #1. Jess Mariano (Gilmore Girls)
You have nothing? I have NOTHING! I have no place to go! I can’t stay at Luke’s. I can’t stay in Stars Hallow. My mother is a whack job! I mean, you’re saying you’re this loser, and what, you don’t wanna take me off this terrific path I’m headed down right now? I’m not graduating high school! I don’t know what I’m gonna do with the rest of my life, but something’s telling me, I better find out soon, or I’m gonna be that guy out there on the boardwalk selling the hemp hats!
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farawayfromdryland · 17 days ago
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farawayfromdryland · 17 days ago
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i should not have said yes to coming into work on a sunday jesus christ i am a danger to myself and others
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