René Magritte - La Maison, c. 1947
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René Magritte - La Maison, c. 1947
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#unicornblood #jeffreestarcosmetics 🦄💉 any way I can look more like a vampire is my go to makeup look #selfie
When you cuss at the plants, they grow, Dammit. 🍅🌿
7 Minutes at St Mary’s | Mark Metternich
Done by Anselmo Edgar at Surreal Vision Tattoo - Lisbon, Portugal
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So, lately I've noticed a huge shift with people I've been trying to keep up with as friends. They're ones I really care about, wish I could see more often, wish I could help them help or give advice. Friends that it seems have put me on the back burner. I've fought and fought to come back to the front and to have them recognize I'm a real friend; I don't think they need to change, I accept their flaws and love them unconditionally, I accept their space. But with this new shift, I have turned into a know-it-all monster or something. All I wanted to do on my side of the friendship is be heard and have my insight accepted. But I was asked to still watch bad things happen and to deal with it, even to put myself in the situations I didn't want to be in. I've done this, for months and months, I've given up how I strongly feel for my friends happiness. Now with this shift, I felt a little ballsy and decided to stand up for myself again. I said I still didn't want these bad situations for my friends, that I didn't want to be around them even if they're going to. Instead of remembering that I've had the same stance forever, instead of remembering I love them or want the best, I became the middle of a whirlwind drama and the monster in the middle. So now I'm left with wondering if I should apologize yet again for things I feel I have no control of. Or, I can go into a hole and basically accept that it's not possible to fight for the friendship. I pretty much have to accept defeat and watch my spot on the back burner burn and get thrown in the trash. I've never wanted this, and it's like I knew it was going to happen from the beginning. This shift has fucked it up and I wish I didn't take the energy the way that I did. Then, maybe, I would still be simmering in the background. But if I've never been heard, if I was put on the back burner by those friends, maybe I should just throw myself away. I'm done with being made to look like a monster because I tried to stand in my opinion. I'm done being asked to deal over and over and over again. I'll go with this dramatic shift and be the monster I am, around people that remember I'm not a monster at all.
Repost from @teekigram and how I will always feel. I stay awake with my love, the moon because it may be the only consistent I have. #laluna
Highschool made (white walled) bike tire dreamcatcher. ✌🏻️☮
by Alan Jaras
Jacksonville, Florida, c.1910.
Paeonis papaveracca.
Illustration taken from ‘Journal et Flore des Jardins.’ Published 1835 by Rousselon.
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‘Black and white floral patterns’ by Josef Hoffmann ( 1870–1956).
Published by Philipp & Kramer
Image and text courtesy MFA Boston.