ghostboi

I am the god of eloquence and every post I make fucks like a rabid rhino. I use they/them pronouns

[bestiolin]

maarten inghels

[animate-mush]

@sherbertilluminated there's a line somewhere in Ursula Vernon's Digger that goes something like "it is difficult to be metaphysical around the truly geologically minded"

[onenicebugperday]

This super chill and cool feller showed up at work and is hanging out with me. Do you know their name?

Yeeeeee it's a hanging thief, which is a type of robber fly in the genus Diogmites.

[pukicho]

I am offering english lessons under this post

[booloocrew-blog]

プキ先生、まずは汚い言葉を教えてください！

[pukicho]

I have no earthly clue what you’re saying to me right now

[pukicho]

I am offering english lessons under this post

[booloocrew-blog]

プキ先生、まずは汚い言葉を教えてください！

[pukicho]

I have no earthly clue what you’re saying to me right now

[targetedknowledge]

[modlich-303]

[spiderdungeons]

SPORE THE SAC SPIDER HAS GROWN SO MUCH..... from smaller than 1 fruit fly... to bigger than . multiple fruit fly

[spiderdungeons]

she is a simple little yellow sac spider my brother found in the kitchen sink and she has been chillin with the rest of the bug family since the beginning of this year loll . she truly does nothing but sit in her web and get bigger

[anthonycolonthree]

(guy who's not getting anything done voice) I need to learn every skill and all information

[gazeldhazel]

won't somebody PLEASE think of how cis women will be affected by the splattering of a tranny's blood on their pretty pure body

[theweirdwideweb]

[skopostheorie]

[spriga-titos]

I think it's beautiful that the term "dreams" references both our desires and how our mind wanders in our sleep. sometimes when things come to me in a dream I don't know if it's something I desire or fear.

I like to think that fear and desire are different sides of the same coin. I don't know if it makes sense to draw a line between them.

we often acknowledge that reality affects our dreams I think it's important to let our dreams affect what we do in reality so long as we understand that they're just our mind wandering.

[herpsandbirds]

Picasso Moth (Baorisa hieroglyphica), family Noctuidae, Arunchal Pradesh, India

photographs by David Fischer

[cannibalchicken]

[xanaxfarts]

A tiny insect clinging to the head of a horned viper

[pukicho]

Legitimately just had one of the worst meals of my entire life. I am still sitting here, trying to come to terms with what I just put inside my body. The orange chicken was drenched in what I can only call a carcinogenic slime. It tasted like how bug spray smells. I felt myself actively eroding the more I ate, but shit, it was $16 bucks. I kept going in spite of myself. I should've known better. The chlorinated sauce seeped into every pore of the chicken's squishy exterior. Despite the uncooked batter bathing in liquid cum, the chicken itself was a dry, chewy muskrat texture, one that forced you to choke up even the smallest pieces you dared to swallow. The honey sesame chicken was an ice-cold cat's tongue texture, and the associated veg was mildewy and wilted. If you could cook the flavor of rot into something, then that is what they managed to do to this food. I am not even joking, the chow mein tasted like a cigarette. I imagine they dumped an entire fucking bottle of liquid smoke into the noodle, with the intention of hurting and hopefully killing me. I can't imagine good, conscientious people making food like this. Everyone there was a hateful person. Maybe they weren't even people.

The only good thing I can say about this experience is that I learned something: a terrible lesson. Thank you, Panda Express.

[topperflop]

huge boy

[morganathewitch]

Hiking in July weather.