soon you will return to the world

Wrong way.  US 93, east of Las Vegas, December 2019.

He loves history. He wanted to write a biography of John Quincy Adams. I, shamefully, knew almost nothing about John Quincy Adams, so I went online and bought every biography of him I could find. One day, he called me, claiming that we wouldn’t work out long term. He said he loved me but that we had different interests. “What does love mean to you?” I said. “That’s an impossible question,” he replied. I, however, find love to be quite simple. Love is the stack of biographies on my nightstand with a bookmark near the end. — Julia Nicole Camp 

Sagres, Portugal by Luca Severin

fuck it sylvia fowler fancam

I miss seeing beautiful, large beetles in my garden. The magpie's feeding habits fuel a suspicion as to why that is the case.

Amazing

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I'm always saying this

blue satin fabric study by shawn huckins, 2023, oil on canvas, 32 × 30 inches

when monday comes i want nothing come tuesday morning i want the same the days and nights fly by looking to embrace the nothing of the everyday

Water For The People, Paul D’Amato