threeoverten:
Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again. Weigh in: Is this art? Are his words an outpouring of poetic sadness, or is it just raw emotion? Does art need the intent of being art to be art?
Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.
Weigh in: Is this art? Are his words an outpouring of poetic sadness, or is it just raw emotion? Does art need the intent of being art to be art?
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pornographicthursday:
burgrs: i thought i left my ipod in the theater so we went back to look for it and i couldn’t see so i turned on my...
burgrs:
i thought i left my ipod in the theater so we went back to look for it and i couldn’t see so i turned on my...
betype:
Smile in the mind
athousandquiltedcranes:
Block 93. How do we ever know if we’re making a difference? Are noticed? Are doing “good enough?” ...
Block 93.
How do we ever know if we’re making a difference? Are noticed? Are doing “good enough?”
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endquestionmark:
emilyisthetardis: An actual gif of me at school why are there tribbles at your school
emilyisthetardis:
An actual gif of me at school
why are there tribbles at your school
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