swankpalanquin
swankpalanquin
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Forth now, and fear no darkness! about me
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swankpalanquin · 10 hours ago
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duck i saw today
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Small Island (by nelsoncragg)
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swankpalanquin · 10 hours ago
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Hard to get out of bed sometimes
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swankpalanquin · 12 hours ago
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giant redwood trees really are so cool, they just have something incredibly special going on. it's hard to describe if you haven't seen them
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swankpalanquin · 12 hours ago
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hm. i know there is a connection between book history and linguistics and i'm Sure other people have written about this but i just haven't cracked it yet or like found that one book or article that can unlock it. mostly it's me pulling at two strings sticking out of a huge ball of knotted yarn and hoping they are connected to each other and like having vague Feelings, which is not useful at all
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swankpalanquin · 13 hours ago
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Claude Monet's Garden, Giverny, France by Ariane Cauderlier
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swankpalanquin · 13 hours ago
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swankpalanquin · 13 hours ago
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Y’ever read something and have understanding that has eluded you interminably suddenly stop, curl up, and snuggle neatly into a fold in your brain because a new way way opened to it?
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swankpalanquin · 13 hours ago
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Florida Wildlife; vol. 11, no. 10. March, 1958. Illustration by Wallace Hughes.
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swankpalanquin · 13 hours ago
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have Many thoughts after my first day of the conference but mostly once again coming face to face with the fact that i do not have the personality to succeed in an academic field unless i produce some like genius work (lo fucking l!). like you can do basically anything if you have people skills but otherwise it's like you have to be a complete visionary groundbreaker to go anywhere and i am not that lol
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swankpalanquin · 13 hours ago
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Wood Lane, 1876
Claude Monet
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swankpalanquin · 17 hours ago
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Tree trunk I saw, June 2022
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swankpalanquin · 17 hours ago
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get up in the evening and i ain’t got nothing to say i come home in the morning i go to bed feeling the same way i ain’t nothing but tired man i’m just tired and bored with myself hey there baby i could use just a little help you can’t start a fire you can’t start a fire without a spark this gun’s for hire even if we’re just dancing in the dark messages keep getting clearer radio's on and i’m moving round the place i check my look in the mirror i wanna change my clothes my hair my face man i ain't getting nowhere i’m just living in a dump like this there's something happening somewhere baby i just know that there is you can’t start a fire you can’t start a fire without a spark this gun’s for hire even if we’re just dancing in the dark you sit around getting older there's a joke here somewhere and it's on me i’ll shake this world off my shoulders come on baby the laugh's on me stay on the streets of this town and they'll be carving you up all right they say you gotta stay hungry hey baby i’m just about starving tonight i’m dying for some action i’m sick of sitting round here trying to write this book i need a love reaction come on now baby gimme just one look you can't start a fire sitting round crying over a broken heart this gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark you can't start a fire worrying about your little world falling apart this gun's for hire even if we're just dancing in the dark
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swankpalanquin · 18 hours ago
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the cardigan i brought to give my plain and functional outfits a little bit of professionalism has a rip in it -_-
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swankpalanquin · 18 hours ago
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In Dream
by Ann Akhmatova tr. Donald Michael Thomas
Black and enduring separation I share equally with you. Why weep? Give me your hand, Promise me you will come again. You and I are like high Mountains and we can’t move closer. Just send me word At midnight sometime through the stars.
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swankpalanquin · 18 hours ago
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Little waterfall
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