A BUG IS AN INSECT i think?????!!!!!!!

"I have caught the wind that whistles through the buzzard-stripped carcass of all my fleshless dreams; I cannot let it go." // call me valentine or maxwell, in my mid-twenties, she/they/it (no real preference) // find my art at @buzzrds // icon is "Sunrise" by Yuri Dmitrievich Vasendin, background is "Symphony of Branches" by Artem Rohoyvi

[cryptotheism]

Why doesn't sysiphus just push the boulder to the top of the hill? Is he stupid?

[ellakas]

[ellakas]

[virtualmosshroom]

[javert]

i think hysteresis should be the next vocab word that tumblr collectively learns wrong and misuses everywhere. like ontological.

[medievaljournalist]

a newly discovered species of anglerfish uses its lure to mimic a plea for intercession in order to attract and prey on deep-sea saints

[cryptotheism]

Gets scared and flies around in your face for several seconds

[skarabrae-stone]

[olt-deactivated20180224]

[not100bees]

I just got back from the doctor, and it's bad news. I just got diagnosed with dancing plague. Yeah. Not looking forward to dancing myself to death but who am I to argue with the medical establishment?

[panthermouthh]

(angriest I’ve ever been in my life) and Brutus is an honourable man

[lilith-hazel-mathematics]

It'll all be okay. You'll be okay. You just have to do more math. Do more math and everything will turn out alright. You'll see. You'll be alright. Chin up. There's math to do. You'll be fine.

[uququ]

i do consider myself a temporarily embarrassed lightning wizard

[internationalemeteorologie]

Mia Bergeron

Ephemeral. oil on panel, 46 x 36 cm

[newyorkthegoldenage]

Source: Dorothy Parker FB

[newyorkthegoldenage]

This one is always worth reposting. Telegram sent by Dorothy Parker to Robert Benchley, December 31, 1929.

[beastliness]

I don't know whether any of you guys have looked outside lately but it's leaves as hell out there

[helldevilsfromsatanland-deactiv]

heaven is changing and earth is changing and me i feel not so immutable either

[javert]

here is the thing about steel. and this is a lesson i have learned the hard way. every so often you will decide a grade of steel is your favorite grade of steel. sometimes it's a superalloy and sometimes it's just something regular that you can buy at any vendor ever. and you will put that grade of steel in everything and think your life is hunky dory. and then suddenly someone will discover that your pet grade of steel has some obscure esoteric little problem with it that fucks up your whole day [ie it's way more brittle than you expected, or it becomes magnetic when welded. etc.]. so you freak out and run crying into the arms of another grade of steel, and this one is like shhhh baby don't worry you can trust me i'll never betray you like that. but believe me. they all will. every last one of them.