hand in unlovable hand

once there were brook trout in the streams in the mountains. you could see them standing in the amber current where the white edges of their fins wimpled softly in the flow. they smelled of moss in your hand. polished and muscular and torsional. on their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world in its becoming. maps and mazes. of a thing which could not be put back. not be made right again. in the deep glens where they lived all things were older than man and they hummed of mystery.

[ryebreadgf]

[weltenwellen]

Leila Chatti, "Postcard from Gone"

[typewriter-worries]

[ Text ID:

When you left I walked into the ocean. Not to drown but to be held by something reluctant to let go.

Don't make this bigger than it is, which is big enough to swallow whales and civilizations.

I joined the blue, I was blue.

And when I looked down, I shattered and reformed so many times, you know, I couldn't catch a clear look at myself. ]

[pseudophan]

dan and phil reveal the truth (but like actually this time)

[xboxfox]

prey animal

[thevorelock]

put this in the MOMA

[userarmand]

reid’s hair throughout the seasons (requested by anonymous)

[cozy2000]

[nonbinarybeartrade]

girls when a piece of theater can be performed a million different times a million different ways but the ending will always stay the same

[sewerfight-deactivated20250114]

Posting "dick from a stupid girl" on Tumblr dot com and then waking up to find out, in a great deal of relief, that I'm a young centipede on the forest floor hiding under leaf litter. my cannibalistic mother, a much larger, red, chitinous centipede, has stopped pursuing me. I am comfortable and my goal is now to grow big enough to eat mice

[ymutate]

Dimitri Sirenko Ukraine

Faith and Fate 2021. Oil/canvas

[animusbell]

please watch my favorite game changer clip ever

[thebadchoicemachine]

[brucebocchi]

last minute contender for tweet of the year

[postilionstruckbylightning]

I was not in any sense prepared for that.

[thealphapigeon]

My coworker just completely killed me by casually throwing "you can lead a horse to water but if you drown it you have to walk back" into the conversation

[sesh]

[notvoid]

10 years ago today

[taxidermychrist-deactivated2025]

i’m like if a saint was also a faggot

[antigonick]

“You want to be brothers-in-arms, to have him to yourself… to be shipwrecked together, (to) perform valiant deeds to earn his admiration, to save him from certain death, to die for him - to die in his arms, like a Spartan, kissed once on the lips… or just run his errands in the meanwhile. You want him to know what cannot be spoken, and to make the perfect reply, in the same language.”

— Tom Stoppard, The Invention of Love

[thouartadeadthing]