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june dandelion paintbitch
@paintbitch.bsky.social
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|🌷🌸💕🌺| 18+ | art and words | im the Hillary Clinton of my own life.

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movie
November 12, 2025 at 8:09 AM
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wojaks
November 12, 2025 at 8:09 AM
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trimmings
November 10, 2025 at 10:51 PM
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every one of them has a face
November 10, 2025 at 10:50 PM
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not the bros signing over her.. men find a way
October 11, 2025 at 4:43 AM
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it is a sin to be both beautiful and useful
September 26, 2025 at 7:43 AM
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zelensky is everywhere now.. i always fear seeing him pop out the toilet
September 25, 2025 at 6:02 AM
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partner just got raptured at the worst time bruh
September 23, 2025 at 8:01 PM
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baseball
September 4, 2025 at 5:13 AM
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NOOOOOOO FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK
August 20, 2025 at 12:19 AM
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area of perpetual retribution
August 14, 2025 at 1:26 AM
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look as much as us dykes would like this to be the case, she gives cool straight woman and he gives cool straight man. it's sad, in another world they could have been a cis bi woman and a he/they.. maybe one day, if we hope.
August 10, 2025 at 3:48 AM
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clubby

about a memory from childhood
part 1 of a poem called "clubby", the font is reminiscent of a typewriter and the image has a background of halftone grey dots. it reads: clubby i used to be full enough of innocence and wonder to see a shine in your bastard grey fur and a comfort in your inbred eyes. when i brought you scraps uneaten and unauthorized, i felt like a member of the red cross. i got to see you turn from wild kitten to less-wild club-footed friend. staring up from the back porch concrete like you knew me, like i was important. which maybe i was, it could be that your dumb gaze taught me something i carried close to my heart. maybe you found a club footed wife, got kitten married. and a thousand sepia yowls trot behind you now, like ducklings. part 2 of the poem it reads: i remember one time you ate something strange, or could be you ate nothing at all, and threw up on the wide expanse of the floor. some time after, i noticed you hadn't been around lately. i missed your twisted meow and the rhythm of your broken mittens. i dont think it occured to me then in reason or innately that i would never again see your contorted ball of life, but now i know that i grew up, and you didn’t. i hope wherever you are the sun shines forever, and the fish in every pond move just a bit little slower. for you. †
August 9, 2025 at 11:27 PM
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ok, lets take a crack at it
August 9, 2025 at 5:25 AM
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doll model

i am to my own profound misfortune, noticeable.
poem entitled "doll model" on a pastel pink background. the poem reads: doll model (the title, bolded) i am, to my own profound misfortune, noticeable. i am noticeable in the way you notice a spike in your heart rate, by urgency and clarify of purpose. i am noticeable in the way that historians notice the little ice age, by deaths and renaissance. i am noticeable in the way that you notice you’re in love for the first time, by a silly and overbearing inclination for fiction. and when i am averaged, they will find in my bits no method of graphing genders. when i am averaged, they will not be able to discern my function or form. girl, when i am averaged, they will see nothing but an ecstasy singing clear as day in my columns and rows. a thousand dolls straddling the median, like to me but different, carried out the zeitgeist on the backs of crows, and each of us will have had a name.
August 9, 2025 at 5:12 AM
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boss baby vice presidency
August 9, 2025 at 12:48 AM
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nowhere of consequence
August 8, 2025 at 3:08 AM
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endless world of baby
August 7, 2025 at 7:26 AM
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secret special commander in chief labubu birthday boy
August 7, 2025 at 12:33 AM
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idk about all that my man
August 6, 2025 at 6:17 AM
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nobody
ms paint
drawing of a large scratchy figure on a monotone background text that reads "nobody you ever fuck is going to be me"
August 5, 2025 at 3:26 AM
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why are you inside of me
August 5, 2025 at 3:24 AM
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be yourself
August 5, 2025 at 3:23 AM
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trimmings
you look like you fucked a ghost
poem that reads: trimmings drops of me congeal on the floor like blood plasma my choices vaporize and float up the sky i dont think Issac Newton understood emptiness when sobbing, historians have noted i look positively cisgender– fishy, even! contrary to the architect’s wishes, i am becoming schematic despite what the engineer said, i see my wireframe in the dirty mirror. i am being optimized into nothing– when would you like that by? i would honestly love a future to run away from i would honestly love a tallboy i would honestly love if nothing left i would honestly love if everything stopped you look like you fucked a ghost
August 5, 2025 at 3:20 AM
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the fact that you can google a medical question and get BOTH an LLM answer AND A FUCKING AD is a little on the nose. the dystopia could be a bit more subtle
August 2, 2025 at 2:59 AM