heard that the queen is spending some time upstate on this big farm with other queens, where she's got lots of room to run around and play

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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

shark vs the universe
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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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occasionally subtle

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
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@dark-woods
heard that the queen is spending some time upstate on this big farm with other queens, where she's got lots of room to run around and play
Witchdagger
nitw doodles
flipping the script
this childrens hospital would make a great *insert blood streak png*
lokicest is not good
please, idc if its a metaphor or if loki is so chaotic he would be willing to fuck himself- its just- its not good T-T
if marx was real what would his tumblr url be
Busta Rhymes
"if marx was real" ah, yes, the classic fairy tale: Little Red Karl Marx
a c e n s i o n f o r e v e r
// Do you know me?
Yeah, yeah
I can feel
Every fiber of my being
Is aligned
With the planets
Yeah, yeah
I just wanna be in the stars, the stars
I'm falling upwards
And I know I came from there
And you did too
(Did too, did too, did too)
I can feel it my bo-ones
Like that nebula is ho-o-ome
Is it strange up there?
Like I’m dyin’ down here
Just wanna be clear
Yeah, yeah
But there’s so many things I don’t-
Understand
Stardust
Is that the making of my form?
(Ah-ah-ah)
Silicon
Is that which from the gods were born?
(Oh)
Vibrations in space
Yeah, yeah
Overthinking everything
Who made planet Earth our queen?
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Forget
Everything
Everything you know
Yeah, yeah
We’ll ascend eventually
Slowly
(Ah-ah-ah-ah)
[ instrumental break ]
Forged in the core of a star
The astral hearth crafted every inch of my being
Out of stardust and elements
And sent my soul into my vessel on this isolated planet
I saw the stars from below
Watching the heavens turn without me
Separated from my blood and bone
Falling into oblivion in my dreams
Cascading
Energy
(Ah-ah-ah)
And I gazed at the planets from my window
Why this planet?
This world?
And I imagine
The dying stars swirling around my pale form
My fingertips burning
My hair becoming silicon
The carbon in my marrow evaporating
My eyes blind with starlight
Shedding this cage, right
Embracing
Ascension
Apocalypse
Forever
some songs that remind me of my childhood
come sail away - styx
im so heavy - florence and the machine
back in black - acdc
dancing queen - abba
africa - toto
carry on wayward son - kansas
shambala - three dog night
we're not gonna take it - twister sister
wanted dead or alive - bon jovi (yes i am a 2000s kid, I just exclusively listed to old music as a child)
Deep rooted anguish
the pain and misery and confusion
and emotion
and
everything
is flowing under my bones
in the deeper sectors of my being
taking root and flowering
burrowing in the hollow spots
the only way
to force it out
is to cry
and cry
and
cry
and then I hold back bitter regret
until it cascades down
in a crashing motion
like every perfectly planned angle
is suddenly going sideways
and i keep simulations
in my head
of the
could have been
would have done
should have known
and they don’t understand that
one mistake
is the first step
to many
many
mistakes
that are harboring themselves in my psyche
and ruining this one blessed chance i have
because once it’s over
it’s over
and thats all I have
this
once
chance
They Slay Gods
Men are mortal
It is in their name
And they think themselves gods on earth
Angels of death
Agents of grim
Sent to dissolve the world into nothingness
To let the blood flow from every blade
To take the lives of every ancient beast
To slay the old gods
But they are not a new pantheon
They will soon die
And leave a broken galaxy behind
Light Tricks
soft lights dancing on the wall
their dainty lilac smells sweet
and caresses me on a summer afternoon
it fractures through the window pane
and scatters on the ivory wall
the sheets to my bed are light and airy
the whole world is alit with lithe calm
and the light dances in my eyes
traveling from the edge of the universe
to me
in an instant
The Cosmic Calling
I was forged in the core of a star
The astral hearth crafted every inch of my being
Out of stardust and elements
And sent my soul into my vessel on this isolated planet
I saw the stars from below
Watching the heavens turn without me
Separated from my blood and bone
Falling into oblivion in my dreams
Only to resurface on the rock I started on
So I kept observing, counting, calculating
I went to a planetarium and saw my kin
And I gazed at the planets from my window
Why this planet? This world?
If only I could be the celestial being of my own domain
The dying stars swirling around my pale form
My fingertips burning
My hair becoming silicon
The carbon in my marrow evaporating
My eyes blind with starlight
Shedding this cage
Embracing the forest of space
Ascension
Apocalypse
Forever
The Plan
Summers i’ll never forget
Stores and rivers and trees
A pretty college campus
With big windows
And long study nights
And then a forest near the sea
With a ferry that crosses the ocean
A computer by a window
Three cats
And a dog
A little hearth burning on
And a wardrobe bigger than the sky
I hate you
you took away my people’s song
their voice
their stories
you took it all away and replaced it with hollow hunger
slaves to a church bell
choking on their own language
dashed over the rocks selkies once stood
i cannot forgive you
but my grandmother loved you so
and my people came to praise you
because they had forgotten what you pried from their tearful hands
a poem for the woods
let the woods consume me
the moss never-ending
the forest goes on and on
through the arch and over the glen
i’m starting to feel the sun on my skin
the trees speak to me
i am free