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carl van vechten - georgia o'keeffe, february 22 1935
gelatin silver print, 9 3/8 x 7 inches
Source: data.okeeffemuseum.org
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dyatlovpassingprivilege
hunk of parmesan: i'm getting so small! 😁 keep going! i wonder if i can get even smaller 😯
microplane, getting more and more delirious with lust as my knuckles get closer to it: he's ruight
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John William Waterhouse, Circe Invidiosa / Sally Gall, Thirst
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Matisse Circle by Leonard Nimoy, The Full Body Project
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rasputin didnt become a fucked up sex wizard until he was like 30. your life doesn't end at 25 <3
if you're in your mid twenties and you're reading this you still have plenty of time to inadvertently topple a dynasty just by being really fucking weird and horny. don't worry.
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why must it always be 'peppering'. why can't i salt my lover with kisses. paprika my lover with kisses. 3 tablespoons chili powder 2 teaspoons ground cumin 1/2 teaspoons oregano my lover with kisses
Finally, a seasoned lover.
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At the end of my rope and it keeps getting longer like some sort of clown handkerchief bit?
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Country Blueberries - Teija Lehto, 2013.
Finnish, b. 1965 -
Woodcut , Ed.19/30
[ID: woodcut print of a black enamel mug full of blueberries. The mug has white flower designs on it, and the background is a roughly-cut-away white. End ID]
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firstgrave
my favorite lines from this article about poetry from students grades 3-6
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Rosewater season in Iran, Kashan
گلاب گيري دركاشان
Here’s my quarterly-ish post of my face! I turned 26 on Saturday & was waitlisted by my #1 choice for grad school today so I’m feeling pretty good at the moment 🥰🥰🥰
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When I said: "You'll outlast me, you live more carefully." He said: "Write out what you want to." Ok, it's hard to say I knew him well, He was enigmatic to himself. Which of us was more aware? Which the elder? I was born November fifth. He on October 13th - a few weeks premature, you following me? He was born three weeks before me, my dear, But he was a premature baby. Were we both conceived at the same instant? February 5th 1941, the dead middle of winter, In the heart of World War Two Was I born at the right time? For 70 years his arm has been around my shoulder, He's dazzled me with gifts. I nurtured him in his youth. He brought me into prominence. I taught him to sing. He connected my voice to the world. I made him tall. All of our personal belongings are intertwined. We say it's exhausting to compete, But we shine for each other. It's still our favourite game. It goes on, this embrace, whether I speak for him or he for me: Love ruled our lives. It rules the mourners, And the winner of longevity.
Art Garfunkel's Poem performed at Paul Simon's 70th Birthday Party, 2011
Asked what Simon's reaction was, he admitted: "I don't know - he was at the other side of the room. I dared not look."
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dreaming of you
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Dog Tag Keychain by Ariel Finch
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baby ive decided. we are not going to las vegas we are going to heaven
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“Even now, after centuries of reductionist propaganda, the world is still intricate and vast, as dark as it is light, a place of mystery, where we cannot do one thing without doing many things, or put two things together without putting many things together.”
— Wendell Berry, ‘In Distrust of Movements’ (1998)