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I'm Jesse!!
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~*~Never chillin~*
Cavity (new fluttering organs; the body reclaimed as home) • 12”x18” • mixed media on paper
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Herbert James Draper, The Lament for Icarus (1898), detail.
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literally who do i need to pay to be able to reblog this
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No matter how we’re eventually raised, all of our stories begin the exact same way.
They all end the same, too.
*at the pet store buying hay*
cashier: what kind of critter do you have?
me: oh no this is for me
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when i was 9 i wrote a love letter to cole sprouse and closed my eyes and threw it out the car window thinking it’d magically find him and wow i did not understand the united states postal system
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