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Crucifixion with darkened sun by Egon Schiele
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eggyrocks · 9 days
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the world needs more kuroo simps!!!! 🗣️🗣️
im a sleeper cell kuroo simp i hear a code word and my simp activates
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spilladabalia · 7 months
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Dark Day - No, Nothing, Never
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allanodyne · 5 months
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Cause it's me you're draining
by AllanOdyne
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iamthecrime · 1 month
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inthewindtunnel · 1 month
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swforester · 1 year
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The Bagg monument.
Ashleyville Cemetery, founded in 1770.
West Springfield MA 3/25/23
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neptunejheart · 8 months
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shisasan · 4 months
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Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus, originally published: 1977
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eldritch-elrics · 6 months
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obsessed with the april fools day joke from the another crab's treasure devs
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THE HUMAN TOLL, already brutal from the North Tower crash, radically swelled. In addition to everyone aboard Flight 175, the impact slaughtered an unknown number of people on the nine impact-affected floors, leaving others fatally or severely injured. The dead and injured included many of an estimated two hundred men and women who congregated in the 78th floor sky lobby during the initial haphazard go-don’t-go evacuation. The plane’s left wing shredded that floor, killing and maiming men and women as they waited for their places in packed lobby-bound express elevators, as well as others who hoped to catch local elevators to return to their offices. For a moment all was silent on the 78th floor, the darkness relieved only by the half-light of flaming embers. Moans and cries soon filled the void. A handful of bloodied survivors struggled to their feet amid severed limbs and lifeless coworkers crushed under steel and stone. The stench of scorched flesh and jet fuel mixed with swirls of smoke that sandpapered survivors’ throats and singed their eyes. A few shuffled toward an area that seemed better lit, while others remained prone, waiting for help, too stunned or hurt to move.
The horrific aftermath of the explosion in the South Tower, as told by Mitchell Zuckoff in Fall and Rise: The Story of 9/11, Chapter 14, p277.
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daily-coloring · 2 months
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ibnajamun · 3 months
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Dark Day
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milkygothgf · 9 months
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I want to be corrupted into a total sex obsessed freak sooooo bad. I want to be forced to get horny from literally everything. Stick household objects in me. Make me hump shoes and bags and clothes. Make me finger myself anytime I talk on the phone. Make me rub my pussy juices on all of my things. Make me watch porn at work. Make me always keep an earbud in so I can listen to girls getting fucked streamed 24/7. Keep a dildo in me anytime I use my computer. Make me sexualize every nonsexual thing in my life. I want to be completely perverted.
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mattiebluebird · 6 months
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I love how Bruce tells Duke to guard the Cave & Duke goes "Yes, sir. You got it. Not a single goddamm person is getting into this Cave." Like he takes it so seriously that when the GREEN LANTERN shows up, Duke doesn't think "Hm. He probably has a good reason for being here. Maybe I should ask him?"
No.
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He DROPKICKS HIS ASS.
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