Tyr 🧡

🌱Poison Ivy Cover 47🌱 She's not done🔪

abaporu lowpoly

it's frickin bats

We'll Meet Again

me: technically baseball is parryslop my dad: i’m gonna assume grandchildren aren’t in the picture near term then

she’s in oakland, someone tell interpol

Pinguim de lacinho

VOLITION - Subdue the regret. Dust yourself off, proceed. You'll get it in the next life, where you don't make mistakes. Do what you can with this one, while you're alive.

skeleton offering cookies to a capybara

Old press photos for Indy rip so hard

Are you trying to beat me in the elusive stakes?

Look at this beautiful horse.

I will never stop talking about this: The lovely and profound "If we want the rewards of being loved we have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of being known" is from an NYT article about the author accidentally being CC'd on an email where his friends were making fun of him for renting goats.

A friend in an alleyway

You can become disabled in an instant. People think those of us who are sick did “something” to deserve it. We didn’t. The just world fallacy is a lie. It just takes one illness, accident or stroke of bad luck to forever change your life. Disability is not a moral failing.

maiden's blush moth

Woman Leaving the Psychoanalyst https://botfrens.com/collections/69/contents/19734

Now Go! Jerk Your Worthless Penis

duuude

hehe ... :(

Me and Anubis are laughing at how heavy your heart is, man. He’s doing bits. Like acting like he can’t even lift it with both hands haha. Acting like he’s doing bicep curls with it. I’m like, damn, Anubis is in his bag

Black cat living on the edge, not afraid to die

I think the winter will be wonderful

If happiness is a circle

maybe the funniest possible sentence to include here

ok ❤️ yay ❤️

私もお前と同じ道を歩んできた者だ。

I know what he means about dying a thousand deaths.

Me: Bud, could you stop barking at the UPS guy? My dog, hearing me in the pathetic voice of a little bird: Do visitors to the sea not expect to hear Poseidon himself, in the rasp of the waves and wail of the wind? So too must interlopers to the porch hear me: its god.

"The color is repellent, almost revolting; a smouldering unclean yellow, strangely faded by the slow-turning sunlight." I made a "Yellow Wallpaper" piece back in 2017, but I re-read the story over the weekend and wanted to try again. Much happier with this version 🖤

Urtica

Here’s another one