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AppleDash | Applejack x Rainbow Dash Stimboard for @mssanswich

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ME PRACTING PAINTING AN APPLE ON DIFFERENT MEDIUMS

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Red Apple Orchard —Aesthetic

Braeburn Apple Specialty

An apple farmer lives on an orchard, specifically a red apple tree orchard. Red Braeburn apples contain a perfect sweet-tart balance with hints of cider and citrus zest. It has firm, crisp flesh that softens but holds shape well when baked. These are the best late-season apple for making pie in November.

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February 1970 "Yeah, sure I know John thinks we hate her and that we're all a bunch of two-faced fuckers running around behind his back sniveling and bad-mouthing her, sticking pins in our homemade Yoko Ono voodoo dolls but you know and I know what's happening and that's not happening at all! No one in this building hates her. Hate! That's a very strong accusation and an extreme assumption. I can't say as I blame him for thinking that sometimes, but the reason he feels that way is because we don't love her. That's the truth. I'd be a liar if I said we love her but we certainly don't hate her. If anything, we've just always wanted to get to know her better. It would be a welcome relief to walk into a room just once empty-handed, without an amplifier, without a cup of tea or a press cutting, without a list of people who want to interview them and a mouth full of questions. Just to walk in with yourself, that's all. But we're all so insecure and afraid of our status in their eyes that we need all those fucking props! It's a bad gig being a rich man's slave. We can't get to know her or them any better because we've passively accepted the roles that have been assigned to us and mindlessly act them out. Yoko's a Beatle now and that's that! She's achieved Beatle status around here and there's nothing more intimidating than that. I know it's not her choice but it's the reality just the same. When you hear the girls saying, 'Oh I can't stand her, she's so difficult to please, so impossible to get on with--' you know where that's at! It's the slave's backlash, it's chicks being catty, it's their safety valve for letting off steam, but there's no real malice behind the words, there's no real substance to any of it. It's just talk to relieve an oppressive situation and they're not easy people to work for. The pressure is mammoth and we've always moved at seven hundred miles an hour and everything is always wanted right now! So naturally everyone is very freaked and hypersensitive. I mean, how much more can we give of ourselves than we're giving now? What's expected of us that we're not doing? I'd like to know where all these so-called groovy people are that would do a better job than we're doing. Where the fuck are they? The truth of it is we can't love them twenty-eight hours a day, always, every day, every week, every month of the year because we've got our own grubby little lives to attend to. OK, so we're not as blessed as they are but what do they have that we don't besides beauty, immense wealth and talent and charisma? A little compassion is needed for the less exceptional specimens of this world, for all those not so fortunate people who didn't get a chance to walk down that one-way street called Success. The tragedy of this whole fucking thing is that we're all cut off from each other by the myth, by this cancerous charisma. It stands right in the way of everything and it's reduced us to puppet in this asinine charade of bootlicking, and both sides know it. Well, we've got what we fucking deserve! We wanted to be in on this trip, to be here while it was going on and this is the price we're paying now. This is the creation. We've kept the afterbirth and thrown the child away. Fame? Look what it's done to us all. Fame? What a cruel, squalid joke!"

The Longest Cocktail Party: An Insider’s Diary of The Beatles, Their Million-Dollar Apple Empire and Its Wild Rise and Fall, Richard DiLello (1972)

Power Mac G4 (1999-2004)

“Trust Issues” by takiisbranding aka Bruno Cæsar.

Could you please make a Babs Seed board? Please and thank you

Babs Seed Stimboard for Anon

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