silica-sunset
and my saint, she is dancing
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noah || 20s || he/him || 18+ only please
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silica-sunset · 3 days ago
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2002
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silica-sunset · 12 days ago
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White roses, black doves, Godmother, rise up I need you to see me for what I have become - Sleep Token / Take Me Back To Eden
Digital portrait of II @sleep_token Time taken: 14 hours 11 minutes
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silica-sunset · 12 days ago
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Character requests 9/9
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silica-sunset · 12 days ago
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'The Blue Pond'. Hugo Henneberg. 1904.
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silica-sunset · 13 days ago
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The Vibrant Doors of Lisbon
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silica-sunset · 13 days ago
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can i get your enthusiastic consent to succumb to the power of my amulet
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silica-sunset · 13 days ago
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silica-sunset · 14 days ago
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Title: Jar Of Peaches
Artist: Claude Monet
Date: 1866
Style: Impressionism
Genre: Still Life
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silica-sunset · 18 days ago
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I have no caption, just grim reaper iii manspreading
Tip jar
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silica-sunset · 19 days ago
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Big fan of characters who “kill” their younger selves. Characters who resent the past version of themselves for letting them get hurt, who look at that kid and feel revolted by the foreignness of it. Characters who feel they have to cut the child out of them like a tumor because it’s hurting them too much and if I don’t kill you you’ll kill me. Nearly nothing remaining of that past self but for the little connections and mannerisms they can’t kick, and when it shines through, it’s a terrible, tragic thing, because the child is still in there. It’s in there and it’s grotesque in its suffocation. But it’s there.
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silica-sunset · 21 days ago
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Roberta Mazzone
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silica-sunset · 22 days ago
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in the back of my mind, it’s always there.
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Anya and Curly’s last “conversation”
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