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Her fate was sealed. She had fallen into deep, seraphic love again.

Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (1862)

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releasing a song like "telephone" nowadays would be unthinkable. we need more anthems about wanting to shoot your shitass phone because it sucks and annoys you and you're too busy dancing to talk to your lame boytoy

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a slice of wong kar-wai’s world

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The brunette pride float passes by, everyone on board is wearing jeans.

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the worst part about ocd and ocd-like tendencies is that you think hyper-analyzing your thoughts and constantly psychoanalyzing yourself will fix you but that's actually part of the disorder. it's the disorder. disordering.

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Night of Fear, 1972, Terry Bourke

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i can’t stand “it’s not that deep” attitudes like even if it really really isn’t that deep just PLAY WITH ME. just fucking PLAY. have a meaningless but deep analytical conversation with me. just like think about shit for fun. does anyone else like to think about stuff for fun. it’s so lonely

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in the summer the only thing that matters is reggaeton

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Ana Rewakowicz: Sleeping Bag Dress (2004)

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Natalie Díaz, from “From the Desire Field”, Postcolonial Love Poem

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Enya Umanzor’s custom Blythe Doll

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american express card designed by alexander mcqueen (2004)