caramel frappe give me the strength to clean my room
caramel frappe PLEASE
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caramel frappe give me the strength to clean my room
caramel frappe PLEASE

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super real illustrations (1984) by masao saito
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Donato Giancola, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep: The Lovers (detail), 2009
More embroidery

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Dmitri Pryahin
Jenny Xie, from “Visual Orders”
exchange (please don’t repost <3)
the longest week (2014)

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Mattilda Bernstein Sycamore, “On Writing On Your Own Terms”
[Text ID: “I’m writing to figure out the rhythm, can you hear that? Can you hear that beat? It’s language. Maybe I’m writing about dry skin, intestinal pain, desire that doesn’t quite feel like desire, a craving, seasonal affective disorder, the disaster of everyday alienation. Maybe I’m writing about loss. Maybe I’m writing so I don’t feel so much loss. Maybe I’m writing so I don’t feel so lost.“]
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if we were lambs we would frolick together.. don't you ever doubt it...
You and I are not in love, we are just the same / Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.
wuthering heights + two children in a motel by ethel cain (demo)
Rosa von Praunheim - City of Lost Souls (1983)
“Hush and listen well, child. Because of the “old school,” because of us, you can be what you are. We pumped the hormones, puked in school, put up with every bum calling us “faggot”, “transy”. Now it’s quite easy for you. You get tits, grow your hair long: you’re a woman. We had to act ultra-feminine, and people saw us as monsters. It was illegal for us to wear women’s clothes. We had to hide our female bodies under men’s clothes. Imagine how silly that looked! To you it’s the “old school”, but someone had to take the first steps.” — Angie Stardust in City of Lost Souls

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THEY HATE MY SWAGLESS WHIMSY
from sylvia plaths journal