
JBB: An Artblog!

@theartofmadeline

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art blog(derogatory)
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NASA

oozey mess
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
AnasAbdin

Andulka
Misplaced Lens Cap
KIROKAZE
d e v o n
todays bird
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Mike Driver

shark vs the universe

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@respirodentrodime

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He’s having a main character moment

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La bellezza di ciò che riesce a disarmarti.
intralanima
Io non ho più voglia di spiegare alla gente cosa mi ferisce

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... buongiorno anime 🖤🌸
He Qifang, from a poem titled "I'd Like to Talk About All Kinds of Pure Things," featured in Modern Chinese Poetry: An Anthology
Stained Glass Garden
la sensibilità è un dono che non tutti hanno, e si nota da come scelgono le parole.

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Fui tuo, fosti mia. Che più? Insieme facemmo un angolo di strada dove l’amore passò.
Pablo Neruda