One Nice Bug Per Day
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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dirt enthusiast
Jules of Nature
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Janaina Medeiros
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oozey mess
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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@theartofmadeline

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@goingcrazyforsure
"fruit has sugar" warning post reminds me of my coworker who told me to make sure I don't get "addicted to fruit". yeah i'm also addicted to a nice walk on the beach
me after developing a debilitating fruit addiction
Sometimes the rats in my brain come together and start yelling “YEARNING” and in trying to appease them I ask “FOR WHAT” but they are too small so all they can say is “YEARNING” which is a very big word for such a tiny creature, even collectively
I loved this visual so much I had to doodle it.
ratratratratrat
I really feel tremendous grief for friendships that kind of petered away in the face of life's currents. There are people with whom I formed deep, unique, vibrant, life-changing connections, and then we had to go our separate ways and it was too hard to maintain long-distance. There wasn't a fight, it just sort of faded. And I feel like I have more friendships like this than friendships that have endured, so maybe I just have to get used to it. But if grief is all the love we have left over - well, I never did get to finish loving them. I love them, and I miss them, and I probably always will.
sorry for not answering messages for three thousand years i have. Stew. in place of a brain. you know how it is
i hate it when i cant even write a poem about something because its too obvious. like in the airbnb i was at i guess it used to be a kids room cause you could see the imprint of one little glow in the dark star that had been missed and painted over in landlord white. like that's a poem already what's the point
you get it. you get the themes. i dont have time to do it justice. just look at it its on the ceiling
these exchanges and this fiddling about for the collective to appreciate in passing is, to me, true artistic spirit. I don't know what the past was truly like to live, but in my heart i know that humans have always been... like this
when exactly is uptown funk gon give it to me?
saturday night when you’re in the spot did you not hear bruno
I don’t believe you.
just watch
Biodiversity can be achieved through executive dysfunction!
Me, age 10, doing an essay on the pharoah’s curse for school: huh. So this archeologist that died and everyone thought it was because he disturbed the pharoah’s tomb actually died because he used a rusty razor to shave and it infected a mosquito bite. I can see how people could come to that conclusion, but it is a bit silly
Me, today, shaving my mosquito bite-ridden legs: I must tread carefully lest I incur the pharoah’s wrath
soup sketch
oh uh. scuse me. just a lil snail crossing your dash
the aquarium said you are NOTHING compared to an eel