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"And right now, I was going to dance."
Fish, Fried, F(men)
18 yrs old/ Chindo/ DM for commissions
Fish, Fried, F(men)
18 yrs old/ Chindo/ DM for commissions
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Embrace the craving for pigs
March 17, 2025 at 5:35 AM
Embrace the craving for pigs
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I don't think it was pain that made him so great, I think painting brought him whatever happiness he had.
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RIP David Lynch
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RIP David Lynch
January 16, 2025 at 7:27 PM
I don't think it was pain that made him so great, I think painting brought him whatever happiness he had.
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RIP David Lynch
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RIP David Lynch
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Did your child lose their book collection in the Los Angeles fires? Are you a teacher at a school that lost its library or your classroom library? Whether you need one book or a whole library, we can replace your books. 📚
Everyone else, please boost this post so we can connect with those in need. 🙏
Everyone else, please boost this post so we can connect with those in need. 🙏
January 16, 2025 at 3:35 PM
Did your child lose their book collection in the Los Angeles fires? Are you a teacher at a school that lost its library or your classroom library? Whether you need one book or a whole library, we can replace your books. 📚
Everyone else, please boost this post so we can connect with those in need. 🙏
Everyone else, please boost this post so we can connect with those in need. 🙏
"The clanking of cutlery joins the sound of laughter and yelps. Skin gets sticky with sauce, cola, and tea as the two wrestle. The torrential rain outside closing them into a warm moment. Just between the two of them. Just between the two."
December 1, 2024 at 12:26 AM
"The clanking of cutlery joins the sound of laughter and yelps. Skin gets sticky with sauce, cola, and tea as the two wrestle. The torrential rain outside closing them into a warm moment. Just between the two of them. Just between the two."
"The air smelled of dirt and iron. Her eyes were teary with slime and dust, up she looked, meeting the gaze of a stranger who's head burned aflame."
December 1, 2024 at 12:11 AM
"The air smelled of dirt and iron. Her eyes were teary with slime and dust, up she looked, meeting the gaze of a stranger who's head burned aflame."