annevbonny:

i would trade places with a black bear sitting in a stream right now right now

3liza:

catgirlanarchist:

3liza:

ok I’m standing up

me when i’m the real slim shady

you cant post shit on this web site

aaresx:

John Steinbeck, East of Eden

cerothenull:

cringepdf:

the personification of death being portrayed as deeply kind in fiction is something that reduces me to tears every single time

Garden of Death by Hugo Simberg is one of my favorite pieces of art for that very reason.

Life is a garden and Death is the caring gardener

sweetlikeacherry:

sweetlikeacherry:

sometimes being out of the loop is self preservation

one thing about me…I love not knowing 🤭 and minding my own business. reserving my energy only for people in my close circle…that’s the good stuff right there

hotvampireadjacent:

🦕🦖

I miss them so much every fucking day it isn’t fair they’re gone. RIP dionsauirs I miss you so much I’m fucking crying. We could have been friends and I could have used the long neck as a slide. IT ISNT FAIR

giaseeds:

Hi Barbie!⭐️💕

cryptotheism:

bobakett:

bobakett:

cryptotheism:

She let me hit it because I solved her riddles three

When my hot wrestler wife leaves me

Oh wrong post

No stay in this space with me

lachonk:

happyheidi:

don’t invite me unless these are the plans

orpheuslament:

Listening to The Mountain Goats while on public transport, Dante Émile

theotherkingdoms:

Yi Lei, Mother

fremulon:

when someone asks my political views

utenah:

“Well, let it pass; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, “The Sensible Thing” in The Short Stories

thatbitchsimone: