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Cartier Paris Perfume Bottle, Circa 1925

Medium: Yellow Gold, Platinum, Enamel, Agate, Citrine, Fluorite Crystal, Moonstone, Nephrite, Ruby and Diamond

Source: robbreport.com

Photo: Cartier

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you ever get surprised by your own recurring issues. like come on man. I thought we were past this.

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Sony AIBO

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If people were too mean to you when you were growing up, a newborn animal will materialize inside your brain and it’s so so scared and shivering and it will stay there for years. Decades, even. And whenever you say something kind of weird but true to your heart the animal will tell you “Noo! You can’t say that! If you say that, everyone will hate you!”. The animal means well. It’s so so small and everything is so scary for them and it’s just trying to protect you. But listen to me. Listen to me. Whenever this happens, you can’t do what the animal says. You can’t. If you do, you’ll become as scared as the animal. You have to keep saying weird shit. You have to keep doing things the animal wouldn’t approve of. If you do enough things that scare the animal, maybe one day it’ll go to sleep.

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I can’t explain my fixation on this nightlight, it just keeps showing up

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2 silver cups, part of the so-called Boscoreale treasure, buried by the eruption of Mt. Vesuvius.

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I drew cats from stardew valley :D

kofi | commissions | instagram

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i don't smoke for the obvious reasons of not wanting to develop an addiction to nicotine but god do i so often feel the emotion 'i need a cigarette'.

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Sphinx

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my brother as a beast

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some colorful and sleepy sphinxes

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I am preparing a sketchbook compilation for Paris City Pop, and it sparks joy.

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actually, growing up is feeling like i turned sixteen two days ago. i’ve been eighteen for years. fifteen year olds seem so young. wasn’t i fifteen just a few weeks ago? all my friends and i are still twelve. i’m closer to thirty than to being a baby. i never got to be a kid. i never grew past eight. i can’t talk to my mom. i want to sit in her lap forever. i want to decide everything for myself. i need someone to tell me exactly what to do. the week is going by so slow. an entire year has passed.

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Greatest box ever.

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