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@glassandink
I resisted heated rivalry for a long time and now I’ve finally watched it over the course of a few days while I’ve been in bed sick and now what am I supposed to do with my life
I'd argue this is better than Dead Dove only because while the intended meaning is the same (Bag Labeled Dead Dove Contains A Dead Dove) people have started taking the graphic implication of a Dead Dove to mean the content of the media must inherently be graphic or upsetting
But sometimes it's just Olive Oil.
oh your pronouns are he/they?
well that’s mathematically incorrect becuase you can still simplify the fraction since both sides have “he”
making your pronouns technically 1/ty
>:)
It was a slow night for us in the lab
my most sick and twisted fantasy
Haven’t been terribly well recently and I don’t have much to say about this WIP but I spent like 30 bucks for that sheet of cat’s paw granite that only looks interesting in direct light so god help me I’m going to finish it
I’m a third shift hospital worker and so sometimes if the weather gets bad overnight I’m utterly cooked in terms of getting home before the roads are plowed. So I’ve started being invited to my coworker and his partner’s apartment— they live about a five minute walk uphill from the hospital. I usually have knitting or something in my bag so I can decompress while I wait.
So I get stuck today and it’s -10 and miserable and we get there and she appears with a little craft kit and goes “I saw this on sale and got it so if you ever got stuck here without your knitting you’d have something to do with your hands” and I almost fucking cried. To be loved really is to be known and goddamn I have good friends
There are only so many times in a day I can handle hearing “they’re so still, are they ill…? Wake up soon….” And then getting absolutely bodied by a toddler hopping like a bunny
I can tell when my meds are wearing off because I evidently cannot count to goddamn three without being distracted
An unexpected side-effect of the “oh I’m so OCD!” Folks is that people who are trying to combat them often come at ME when I try and mention my OCD. “Oh that’s not OCD, that’s just being particular.” Friend. Friend. Let me hold your hand as I say this. I have been late to work because I got stuck driving around the block making sure I didn’t hit and kill a pedestrian without noticing. I, today, spent several hours googling hantavirus and sobbing because my cat caught a mouse in my 1920s house. I don’t care if Susan over there thinks she’s OCD because she lines her pens up on her desk if it means I don’t get my experience gate-kept, in all honesty
Yes that is an albo monstera adansonii yes that is MY albo monstera adansonii
If anyone is wondering what your friendly neighborhood lab professional is listening to while working hematology tonight, it is in fact this audiobook.
“Cats don’t actually love you”
A cat is a small creature in the middle of the food chain that is fully aware that you are a very large thing that could stomp its head in at any moment and yet it chooses to rest its tiny little head on your leg for a nap and spreads out on the floor near you exposing its belly and its most sensitive organs. It brings dead mice and bugs to you to share food.
Don’t you get it? This tiny thing trusts you. It wants to help you too. It licks your leg thinking that it’s helping. It kneads on you to find comfort. It shares its body warmth with you in the cold and gives you your space in the heat. It hisses at other mammals it sees outside including other cats in an effort to protect its family.
Cats love you so so much. But they will keep trying to eat plastic.
I’m so fucking sick and I have two hours until I can go home and curl into a little miserable ball someone take me out please
I’ve spent a few YEARS trying to find Emily and my partner just got me the last one from the store 🥺
it’s a canon event.