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“Untitled(with veil)” 12”x 18” oil on wood. 2011 by Esao Andrews.
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The kind of nerve i like
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Tenderness, 1962-1971
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OMGAAAHHHH somebody kidnap me and put me in bed. now.
(my own bed)
i think this is a whole new sleep disorder.
my legs won’t listen to my brain in its need for sleep
other times it’s need for speed
geddit geddit hehehhee
fuck.
been having weird pasta cravings every night at 12..
yesterday’s plans got foiled when my mom woke up and decided she couldn’t sleep
i really hate not being able to be a glutton in peace
but i did tonight! i had pasta! while watching new girl
and now i feel like crap
Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten? — Sigmund Freud (via hannameth)
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