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@hirod
the only good JFK assassination theories
1. his head just did that
2.
Clueless (1995)
lets get some denim on this young man
𝕒𝕕𝕧𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕣𝕪
This is quite possibly the biggest mood imaginable
Robert Smith is the most beautiful person in the world. (The Cure - Caterpillar (1984)) . . . this gifset was made by me 🌿
Cladonota Inflatus. Tree hopper | unknown credit
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And I get a little bit Genghis Kahnghis I don’t want you to get it onghis Nobody else but me (ooooh) With nobody else but MeeeeMe
I get a little bit Danghis Dahn Don’t want you to Genghis on with Nobody else but Mingus Nobody else but Mingus Kingus
What kind of plant is this
a happy one
In the Bog Kingdom, there is an old saying: “scrape your boots with the spine of your knife”
It refers to the bog problem of long distance foot travel over marshy ground, and the fact that every step pulls up more mud to add to the pile on your soles. It happens gradually; you don’t notice it until your feet have effectively doubled in size and weight, and you’re dragging ten pounds of caked-on slime below the knee. Every step is torture, every motion is a burden, it gets so bad when you’re tired and not paying attention and watching for crocodiles that you just don’t notice how heavy you are until you can’t take another step.
Then you scrape your boots off, and you start over.
Marshes are liminal places. The portal between land and sea, water giving way to dirt giving way to more water. Humans learn to float, houses walk on stilts. Matter is digested, dirt and rain are purified, new life swarms from the mire. You never arrive in the swamp, you only pass through.
But it sticks to you. All of this sticks to you. It all has to be scraped away, but for fuck’s sake, kid–don’t cut your foot off while you’re doing it.
Tank Girl (1995) Directed by Rachel Talalay