i didn't really lose you; i just lost it for a while // 15
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eleanor antin, "blood of a poet box," 1965-68, wood box containing one hundred glass slides of blood specimens and specimen list
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I’m obsessed with the Kevin and Jean ship right now. Like I LOVE Jeremy and Jean. But there’s just something about Kevjean.
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how could anyone ever hate me i have big brown eyes and a thousand yard stare
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how my brain picks a new favorite character who sucks
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manual of surgical bandages, devices and dressings, goffres, joseph marie achille, 1808-1867
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Lowkey, I think it's kind of sad how Kevin lost his best friend, aka Jean, in the midst of everything. Like romantic or platonic, both of them truly loved each other and understood each other despite everything. Kevin and Jean protected each other; Jean taught him French, and Jean listened to Kevin rant about history. I wonder what Kevin feels when the eyes that once used to light up when kevin entered the room is now filled with nothing but contempt. And I wonder what Jean feels when the eyes that once were filled with kindness are riddled with guilt
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i am a kevin day defender for life
and i have a bad feeling he is gonna need a lot of them after jean's pov in tgr
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Kevin & Jean - Canine imagery
Requiescat by Briton Rivière // The Good Samaritan by Jacopo Bassano // The Old Shepherd's Chief Mourner by Edwin Henry Landseer
Requiescat (n) : a prayer for the repose of a dead person.
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Statue of a saint damaged by the sea air, Parish of St. Hilda, Hartlepool England
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Christopher Culver, “Laura”, charcoal and pastel on paper (2023)
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kevin & jean
lighthousekeeping - jeanette winterson // two birds - regina spektor // pinterest // war of the foxes - richard siken // the thrill, the fear, the hope // twitter //wishbone - richard siren // valentina-poem // never let me go - kazuo ishiguro // lucky-slice
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oh, kevin day. i’m sorry they don’t think your trauma was enough because it wasn’t always physical. i’m sorry they mistake your latching onto exy as anything other than a means to keep surviving, and now you can’t unlearn it. i’m sorry you never learned to love something without strings being attached. i’m sorry you have to blame yourself for things that were out of your control. i’m sorry they see your ability to talk to the press as anything other than trained — as necessary — as cruel. i’m sorry you never got to have a father, even when you found him. i’m sorry your narrative has always been haunted by your mother
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