The Universe will sing you to your sleep

Back on my bullshit 💅

[spin-the-wheel-polls]

You are an adventurer in a generic fantasy world and you use this weapon!

Do you like it?

YES!!!!!

yes

Eh it's okay

No

NO!!!!!!!

Voting ended on9h

[fruitviking]

Can we stop with the character development. Where's my beach episode.

[dolfin]

maoomua

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

If you time travelled to 2018 and tried to explain anything whatsoever about this year to me I’d straight up assume you were trying to punk me no matter how thorough your explanations.

[derinthescarletpescatarian]

Over the past six years the situation has not gotten less ludicrous.

[calleido]

sant’angelo in formis, capua, italy

[throo]

Wh-what do you mean it’s from a birthday cake

[throo]

We could have been eating him

[sasukechannel]

where's that native meme that's like "lol you worship the sun lmao" and they respond "ok. the sun is real"

[karafina]

hello i have this

[teaboot]

Get-A-Load-Of-This-Guy Cam

[ongoing-catastrophe]

I make the same face every time theres some documentary talking like "the ancient Egyptians believed the Nile river was sacred" and i'm like....well yeah? Its kind of like, the only reason their entire society exists? Seems pretty reasonable to me

[whaile]

late summer / early fall thoughts

[sea-parrot]

You wake up one morning, and feel something is off. Your pillow smells strangely sweet. You’re still groggy with sleep, and try to hug your pillow closer. A piece of it simply breaks in your hand. It is made of chocolate.

You try to pull the blanket off of yourself, and you realize that, it too, is made of chocolate. You try to shake it off, and step out of bed. Your carpet feels strangely spongy. You look down, only to realize it’s actually cake. Lovingly baked, and smelling of sweet fruit. You grab a piece, and cautiously take a bite. It is one of the most delicious cakes you have ever eaten.

You get up, confused, and exit your room to see if the rest of your house is like this. The door handle melts in your hand as you hold onto it, and covers it with dark chocolate carefully painted gold. The rest of the carpet on the floor is still cake, the guardrails on the stairs leading down are tempered chocolate, the tiles on the floor are the same, the windows are sugar glass, everything is edible.

You run outside, knocking over the lovingly crafted chocolate front door in a panic.

You realize, in horror, that your house was not an exception. The bushes, the grass, the asphalt on the road, the trees, birds, the world itself, is chocolate.

Somewhere, not too far away, stands a man. Amaury fucking Guichon.

[segamascott]

[goofstep]

what the hell the fucking stupid serf at burger király forgot the goulash in my franz liszt meal

[xaoca]

Steeple Mountain on Jupiter’s moon, Io.

[pharmacommissar]

you dhould be your own person. you are so young and insecure. at this rate you will never be able to find the cup or the scepter

what

[age-of-arcanum]

[weepingwidar]

John Brosio (American, 1967) - Two Earthlings (2003)

[marypsue]

#oh so this is one of those paintings where it’s actually the title that knocks you into next tuesday huh (via astriiformes)

[rumade]

So glad this is in my feed today because I was reminded of it when I came across this article today:

And my first thought was 150 million years ago this magnificent lady has arthritis, and today right now on this planet, my mum has arthritis. Two earthlings indeed.

[rianphin]

hotel chelsea prada mode

[omnia-mors-aequat-nstrwa]

"L’Allégorie de l’Enfer" — Jean Delville (1890)