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dialmforolrik · 4 days
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Philip Treacy autumn/winter 2001
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dialmforolrik · 8 days
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This but books
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A man standing in the lumberyard of Seattle Cedar Lumber Manufacturing
Alfred Eisenstaedt, 1939
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dialmforolrik · 10 days
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Moonlit Night (Ferdinand Knab, 1864)
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dialmforolrik · 10 days
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fucking post nut clarity
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dialmforolrik · 12 days
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So I just finished House
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dialmforolrik · 12 days
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You're half machine, half pussy! *jumps off the roof*
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dialmforolrik · 13 days
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That has got to be the gayest jacket I've ever seen
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dialmforolrik · 13 days
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Never overestimate your enemy
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dialmforolrik · 15 days
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Siegfried Fighting with the Dragon by Achille Beltrame
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dialmforolrik · 15 days
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A brief moment of rationality from the bird place.
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dialmforolrik · 16 days
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1 glass of wine
2 cups of coffee
1 joint
Ok I'm ready to roll
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dialmforolrik · 18 days
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I’ve been doing some field work with geologists this winter and I’m kind of amazed by how these dudes can pick up a handful of dirt and talk about it for an hour using terms I’ve never heard of. Like wow you see a whole universe in there that I don’t. The world is truly full of beauty and we only comprehend a fraction of it.
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dialmforolrik · 18 days
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What do you mean I can't drink a Molotov cocktail. It's a cocktail. What else am I supposed to do with it.
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dialmforolrik · 18 days
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first up: this cute little guy ("O for Ouroboros")
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shout-out to all the tattoos I planned to get when I was in my early twenties but never went through with
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dialmforolrik · 18 days
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I remember this one time during a DMT flash there was this weird "dude" (not that he was anthropomorphic of anything, but he definitely gave off these just-some-guy vibes) made of Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture and the smell of wet dirt but in the form of a small rubber dog toy. He was like "oh booy, look how I can streeeetch!". And then he bended till he had the shape of a cathedral, except the cathedral was built with the taste the color purple would have if you could lick it. Anyway I think about that guy at least once a week. Hope he's having fun wherever he is.
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dialmforolrik · 19 days
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unknown photographer • young woman playing the harp • Carraig Phádraig, Ireland‎, circa 1910
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dialmforolrik · 19 days
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shout-out to all the tattoos I planned to get when I was in my early twenties but never went through with
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