adult life is truly just thinking “I NEED TO CLEAN” while dealing with the 17 other things that have a hard deadline
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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
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trying on a metaphor

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

shark vs the universe

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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adult life is truly just thinking “I NEED TO CLEAN” while dealing with the 17 other things that have a hard deadline

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STOP the fucking song and back it up to the start we didn't think about the right thing at the right time our head music video is all messed up what the fuck guys come on
the way this is making me yella nd scream

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the slow casual creep of misogyny back into every point of our lives both digital and physical is making me feel fucking insane
when I show someone a song and they actually like it instead of killing me immediately

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Ralph Goings May 9, 1928 – September 4, 2016
Everything I paint is something I want to see painted — ordinary, everyday things and places. I guess I have a rather romantic fascination with diners and cafes and the people who eat and work in them… the truck series came first … as seen near fast food eateries; then viewed through windows of cafes, inside looking out. Once inside, my attention switched to the eatery interiors and the people inside; then finally, I began to concentrate on the countertop arrangements of condiments and food. My fascination with the condiment containers lies in the way light plays on them.
Why photorealism?
If the painting and the photograph were placed side by side one can readily see (I would hope) that, though they both depict the same slice of reality, they are not the same. I guess I might compare it, in my case, to the difference between a musical manuscript (a work of art) and the performance (also a work of art). Perhaps what I’m doing is making one work of art in order to make another. Sounds pretty lofty and highfalutin doesn’t it?
Really Real Photorealism
Soon enough the cigarette emoji 🚬 will go the same way as the real gun emoji and they will replace it with Blue Raspberry Ice Sour Fuck 9000 Disposable Vape
i’m undiagnosing everyone’s everything. congratulations we are all free

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STRANGER THINGS 5.07
and in the next fifty years, you will ache and you will glow. you will fall in love with people who don’t stay and still carry their names like pressed flowers in the folds of your memory. you will eat meals alone and meals with people who make you laugh so hard you forget the sting of silence. there will be mornings you can’t get out of bed and nights where you walk home humming under a sky so wide it forgives you. you’ll cry in public and smile at strangers and sometimes it’ll be the same thing. you’ll hear a song that reminds you of someone you promised you’d never forget and you’ll realize you already have, a little. you’ll outgrow versions of yourself you once thought permanent and mourn them like old friends and still you will keep going. you’ll see sunsets that make your chest tighten. you’ll be held when you least expect it. you’ll feel the cold on your face and remember what it means to be alive. and it won’t always be gentle but it will be yours.