[youtendtoforget-deactivated2025]

I’m ready to be transformed by the ibuprofen . I’m ready to be born again in its purifying light.

[germsauce]

mentally ill lgbt fat hairy man call that a bi polar bear. does anyone know where the nearest hospital is

[germsauce]

who the fuck is harry du bois. just kidding. this was about him

[germsauce]

sorry. i felt like lying for more notes. whos harry du bois

[lunar-lumi]

[adampvrrish]

no matter how terrible my day is. i can always end my day in bed imagining fictional characters making out sloppy style and fucking raw. and that's beautiful. there's some good in this world mister frodo and it's worth fighting for

[crystal-leopards]

You had to say it like that

[sumetal]

if leon kennedy was a little bug with a long proboscis it'd be called resident weevil. but he's not and it's not and i just don't know anymore

[soymsan-entro]

So my sister is on vacation and has sent me a photo of the store she was buying clothes in.

I'm going to lose it.

[uretnik]

Bits and pieces things that are happening in Ani's world…

[spicymochi]

plant pals

[chum-rum]

Mag 1: Angler fish

also on insta

[leathernerve]

i miss my wife

[storyhearts-journey]

Budding Trees

[ink-the-artist]

Wizard and vampire cowboys

[ink-the-artist]

yes they’re in love

[mndvx]

THE MUPPET SHOW (2026)

[ithinkhobiknows]

[yellow-cat]

the small stinker spends time with me on the couch

[yellow-cat]

[yellow-cat]

the small stinker has a resting angry face

[zingmin]

[clara-scintilla]

Pierced

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[middleearthsource]

[eye-of-mordor]

Before long, so great was his speed, they could see him as a spark of fire rushing towards them and growing ever huger and more bright, and not the most foolish doubted that the prophecies had gone rather wrong ... He circled for a while high in the air above them lighting all the lake; the trees by the shores shone like copper and like blood with leaping shadows of dense black at their feet. Then down he swooped straight through the arrow-storm, reckless in his rage, taking no heed to turn his scaly sides towards his foes, seeking only to set their town ablaze. — JRR Tolkien, THE HOBBIT