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KIROKAZE
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pixel skylines

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One Nice Bug Per Day

Jimmy Eat World
Doug Jones

if i look back, i am lost

Jar Jar Binks Fan Club
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
RMH
$LAYYYTER
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

oozey mess
cherry valley forever
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@aurinko-inen
He’s not very good but I like himb
in my little pony universe youd go to a job interview and theyd be like so how does your cutiemark reflect your dedication to this position. And every time youd have to spew some bullshit about how your cutiemark of two tennis rackets actually means youre a team player and good at multitasking and view the market like a playing field. or whatever. and you wouldnt even get the job
So was anybody going to tell me that ripened papaya smells like salmon and tastes like feet or was I supposed to find that out all by myself?
The most expensive fruit disappointment of my life. Even worse than dragonfruit— which I actually like but its blandness is unbearable considering how expensive it is here. (I’m European.)
I imagine that maybe a near-ripe or freshly ripe piece tastes fine— I had one singular bit that tasted nice and sweet. The rest was as if a faraway whiff of a dirty sock was a taste embedded in a lovely, buttery texture. I was taking -HP damage PMB (per micro bite).
I’m waiting for a mango to ripen at the moment. Hopefully that shall assuage my shaken state of mind.
Going back into my fruitpilled era NOT in style. I can’t wait for seasonal fruits like cherimoya and lychee to appear again.
Perhaps I should stick to buying physalis and persimmon for now... well, once persimmon will be available.
This August is ripe with insect jumpscares and I, for one, do not like that at all. Like yesterday when I had a spider that was either a daddy long-legs or something similar crawl over my bare fucking thigh (well, pretty much my ass)!. And there’s another spider that’s crawled under my furniture earlier this month.
Was lying on a yoga mat about twenty minutes ago before I saw something rush past my head. I still have no idea what the fuck it was. A metallic green earwig-like insect. It took me several seconds to process what I was looking at, that it wasn’t a bizarre, mutated silverfish, and then it was gone to god knows what crevice. I have no fucking clue what it was. And if it will be back to finish me off with its giant ass pincer.
I was supposed to wash my hair and go to bed. Instead, I’m looking up earwigs and its genera. Like what the fuck was it.
Like what the fuck is this thing. Why was it green.
This August is ripe with insect jumpscares and I, for one, do not like that at all. Like yesterday when I had a spider that was either a daddy long-legs or something similar crawl over my bare fucking thigh (well, pretty much my ass)!. And there’s another spider that’s crawled under my furniture earlier this month.
Was lying on a yoga mat about twenty minutes ago before I saw something rush past my head. I still have no idea what the fuck it was. A metallic green earwig-like insect. It took me several seconds to process what I was looking at, that it wasn’t a bizarre, mutated silverfish, and then it was gone to god knows what crevice. I have no fucking clue what it was. And if it will be back to finish me off with its giant ass pincer.
I was supposed to wash my hair and go to bed. Instead, I’m looking up earwigs and its genera. Like what the fuck was it.
This August is ripe with insect jumpscares and I, for one, do not like that at all. Like yesterday when I had a spider that was either a daddy long-legs or something similar crawl over my bare fucking thigh (well, pretty much my ass)!. And there’s another spider that’s crawled under my furniture earlier this month.
Was lying on a yoga mat about twenty minutes ago before I saw something rush past my head. I still have no idea what the fuck it was. A metallic green earwig-like insect. It took me several seconds to process what I was looking at, that it wasn’t a bizarre, mutated silverfish, and then it was gone to god knows what crevice. I have no fucking clue what it was. And if it will be back to finish me off with its giant ass pincer.
She keeps complaining that my cool horns don't make any sense because they're not positioned to be good weapons or to dig or anything but no they're there to look cool i don't understand what's so hard to get.
sincerity forever or death
Having ocs is fucked up they make you wake up and think stuff like what if i learn to code in renpy and make this into a visual novel. Who said that
let it go & leave yourself wide open to change <3 the world is your oyster and the sky is full of birds, just look up!
A dramatic view of a collapsing bridge captured in ethereal fog by Martin Errichiello & Filippo Menichetti.
Dziga Vertov, Enthusiasm (1931)
When I say "godspeed" (I say it a lot) I like to imagine I'm a member of a futurism religion that worships velocity above all else. Like its the standard well-wishing in my culture. Speedliness is next to godliness. Someday we'll catch him! And the closer we get the more he loves us
Not having an obsession sucks. Just take me behind the barn and put me down
STAR WARS: RETURN OF THE JEDI