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floor time save me. floor time. save me floor time
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Frederick Judd Waugh (American, 1861–1940)
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Cymon and Iphigenia by Lord Frederic Leighton, 1884 (details)
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escxpedes · 1 month
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Welcome to Build-a-Frog!
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It is what it is *throws up*
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Can tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow PLEASE stop creeping in this petty pace from day to day
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lescargot papier
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Morning Sermon
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jenny holzer's plaques; cast bronze, 1980-1982. "YOU'RE HOME FREE AS SOON AS NO ONE KNOWS WHERE TO FIND YOU."
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snoopy of the day
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do you think, for a potato chip, being dipped in an onion-based condiment is like seeing an old friend for the first time in years, both of you fundamentally changed and soon destined to die but nonetheless still here in this moment?
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escxpedes · 2 months
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“It lulls me. The river is like a drug. What I suffer from seems unreal when I come here.”
— Anaïs Nin, from “Delta Of Venus,” originally published c. August 1977
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“That thing maimed me, and sat there, curled, gripping my heart in its claws. It said - ‘No, you won’t come back the way you came.’ And ‘No, you will never be the same.’…'I put a hole through your chest- I am the name on your crooked legs. You might smile a pretty smile, but I am the blood on your teeth.’”
— Helaena C Moon
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