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Me this morning: I’ll miss this path. I wonder if it will miss me. The path:

"Dreams" by Norman Rockwell

Women's portraits, 1950s, Sweden.

Kodachrome slide of a 1950s suburban bridal party

source: this ebay listing

The Choice by Dmitry Kochanovich

one day I’ll get over it and the lump in my throat when I try to talk about it won’t exist

wipssss. Three points to anyone who can guess the top canyon right, and three points to anyone who can guess the bottom canyon wrong

me tongue-deep in a sandalwood candle: 🤤

the tjmaxx employee loading a fourth tranquilizer dart into their blowgun: i need backup

unfortunate truth of reality is that oftentimes 15 year olds will say/do/believe some stupid bullshit because they are 15 but telling them that they believe that because they are 15 is probably the most counterproductive thing in the entire universe

I just want to love and be loved. why is lunch twelve dollars now