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Cosmic Funnies

oozey mess
DEAR READER

if i look back, i am lost
Keni

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
trying on a metaphor
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Not today Justin
Jules of Nature
ojovivo
Cosimo Galluzzi

Love Begins

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art blog(derogatory)
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Three Goblin Art
seen from Mauritania

seen from India

seen from Malaysia
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from Romania

seen from United Kingdom

seen from United States
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seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from Belgium

seen from Malaysia
seen from Italy
seen from Türkiye
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seen from United Kingdom
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@kuwait-ish

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بالأحمـرِ احتفل العشـاقُ أجمعـهم.. والشامُ بالأحمرِ المسفوكِ تحتفلُ
زين (via masa-2016)
have you ever met someone who’s smile looks like it could make flowers grow
Muriel’s wedding (1994)

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Van Gogh’s palette and paint tubes

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When ur both
I thought I would be understood without words.
Vincent Van Gogh, from a letter to Theo van Gogh (via nitrogen)

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In the summer I stretch out on the shore And think of you Had I told the sea What I felt for you, It would have left its shores, Its shells, Its fish, And followed me.
Nizar Qabbani, “In the Summer” (via oofpoetry)