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A traditional portrait 🤟
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Some pics showing more of my tats! If you know where the quote is from on my spine, love you forever!
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tilurwatki · 2 years ago
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sylviaplathink · 3 months ago
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“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
–Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar, Chapter Twenty, 1963
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“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
–From The Bell Jar, Chapter Seven
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beekindalways · 13 days ago
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Je vais jouer à un DBD et probablement lire pour la nuit. Profitez du rare post de mon visage ici.🥀
Instagram x Onlyf@ns x
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hellothereimhannah · 2 years ago
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I feel kinda cute 💕
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millie-coqui · 2 years ago
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Despite being a daring rogue, Rufus admits he fears anything magicy related, hence why he is too afraid to look if his cursed draconic tattoos/markings have spread. They came as a surprise when he was resurrected.
Bonus Panel!
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Valmir's response just made me cackle I had to doodle it.
Valmir belongs to @ralszii
Rufus is mine.
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I got my eyes on you 👀
You’re everything that I see
I want your hot love and emotion, endlessly
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tattoosmee · 1 year ago
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50+ Best Snake Tattoo Meaning Designs and Ideas For 2023
The Snake Tattoo: Exploring the Meanings, Designs, and Ideas Snake Tattoo: There are lots of ancient symbols and tattoo designs available on the internet in the world of tattoo designs for you to choose from. You can choose meaningful tattoo designs from the world of animals, birds, insects, and reptiles. Today we will talk about snake tattoos and their meanings. Of the lot, many people like…
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tilurwatki · 2 years ago
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Getting back into good habits.
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sylviaplathink · 2 months ago
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Sylvia Plath's poem "Lady Lazarus" (written 23-29 October 1962) meets the fig tree from her novel The Bell Jar:
“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
–From The Bell Jar, Chapter Seven
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zanereti · 2 years ago
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Tattoo by ZANERETI of a grotesque engraving by GIOVANNI ANDREA MAGLIOLI (ACTIVE CIRCA 1580-1610)
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meganlynnhostetler · 2 years ago
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Baymax forevs 🤍
Instagram: @meganlynnhostetler
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sporadicinked · 2 years ago
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t0bi44 · 15 hours ago
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