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Pastel sunset #photography

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Hhellianne.bsky.social

Is it Sunset Makeup?

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SBsimeonberry.bsky.social

“To its chlorofluorocarbonic sexiness, like stilettos in a can. / To bangs like bandshells & the minor stardust / that glazed my dresser to a high sheen” —Karyna McGlynn, “This Was Supposed to Be an Ode to Aqua Net” @sarabandebooks.bsky.social

THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE AN ODE TO AQUA NET To its chlorofluorocarbonic sexiness, like stilettos in a can. To bangs like bandshells & the minor stardust that glazed my dresser to a high sheen! But something keeps showing up in the mirror behind the poem & freaking me out: that pack of Eighth-Grade Girls who pinned me to the bathroom floor, sprayed Aqua Net in my eyes & hissed, Say yr a dyke, dyke... Say it... I didn’t quite say it. Instead, I cried through lunch period, through the rest of Texas History, down the halls & straight into the New Counselor’s arms.
I rode the stallion of the New Counselor’s Concern into the sunset of the school day & stepped out of the office with something special: the Key to the Faculty Bathroom. In third-period math, Candace saw me staring & flashed a gun from under the hem of her denim skirt. She gleeked smoothly into my hair & said she would hex me. “But why do they hate me?” I cried, nearly fainting into the New Counselor’s arms. Surely, I knew. I spent my youth yammering my way into undeserved glamour, trying to distract from the fact that I was unbearable. Meanwhile, the Faculty Bathroom was dim & forgiving. The paper towels: softer. The soap: pearly. There was even cinnamon
mouthwash & a little stack of Dixie cups. But I was a snide, sneaky, preposterous girl who used Big Words on purpose. I wrote earnest poems about squirrels toying to stay warm in winter & recited them in a Big Voice & lapped up all the sweet glaze of the Language Arts teachers’ weird love for me, like Robert Frost had tapped my soul & sapped my maple syrup Himself. There I go again: snapping that big brass Faculty Key to my backpack as if I did something to deserve it. See me clip-clopping down those endless halls like a My Little Pony— straight As tattooed across my ass! —Karyna McGlynn
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PTpuppertony.bsky.social

You lay back and relax and I'll ride you into the sunset! 🤤🥴🥵

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WBwilybit.bsky.social

79 (gummy)

gummy in the trampolin inside the walls of a yard, at the sunset
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draculaboots.bsky.social

good morning

a photo of a sunset over an ocean bay. the sun hued orangey red is reflected a bit on the water. there are two very thin and wispy trees in the foreground. the sky is purple to orange marmalade.
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SOsongomahoney.bsky.social

Chasing the sun. #Traveling#WestBound#Sunset

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CScstross.wandering.shop.ap.brid.gy

3/ Footnote: "To Sail Beyond the Sunset", Heinlein's last novel, was published posthumously and the opinions in it reflect the end of his political journey—from socialist-proximate in the 1930s to Reaganite libertarian-conservative in the late 1980s, an environment in which neoliberalism seemed […]

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Nsheepy.gay

WPAFW is a great time this year :3 can't wait for day 2

A sunset pic of 3 people playing bocci, a well lit outdoor bar in the background.
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