mar

she/they

[xanaxfarts]

Warped medullary rays found on pieces of wood that resemble animals

[mcpirita]

Semi-motivational quotes from Hayao Miyazaki

[uroko]

urban plants

[stuckinapril]

I’m fine

[stuckinapril]

I need divine intervention

[escuerzoresucitado]

Gorgonocephalidae

[flgtreepdf]

i was born with the compulsive need to do my own thang

[tordenvejr]

hopeful swan

[moldavite]

"i don't care what u had for dinner" well i do. can you post a photo of it on tumblr dot com so i can like it please

[bluestrawberry444]

letting the days go by

[kosmogrl]

born to be an idgafer forced to be a yearner

[polkadotmotmot]

Hanna Lee - The Candle, 2023

[fatherlybeast]

3 sheeps chilling at the farm

[givemearmstopraywith]

me after sitting in the sun for ten minutes: love is real

[disgustinggf]

girls only want one thing

[nothingbutloveforyou]

bread

[anditslove]

Ottessa Moshfegh, My Year of Rest and Relaxation

[frozenknight]

Gotta get married so I can avoid situations with a “oh sorry I can’t, my wife needs me home asap” and then go home to my beautiful wife

[theoptia]

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980; February 17th, 1970

Text ID: I don't feel guilt at being unsociable, though I may sometimes regret it because my loneliness is painful. But when I move into the world, it feels like a moral fall—like seeking love in a whorehouse.