I live here today

[katepugsley-deactivated20200225]

[dailycatsblog]

[theriverbeyond]

honestly getting cozy in bed is one of the top experiences one can have on this green earth

[thunderstruck9]

Jan De Vliegher (Belgian, 1964), Blossom 48, 2022. Acrylic on canvas, 100 x 100 cm.

[lamignonette]

[innerchildabortionclinic]

⚠️sweetiepie located

[alphacrone]

when it finally happens they shouldn’t lower the flags to half mast, they should raise them to 1.5 mast. add some mast to that mast. maybe some balloons too.

[currentlycryingaboutlancelot]

“don’t be silly” no i think i will be, thanks

[huariqueje]

Strawberries - Jeremy Miranda , 2026

American , b. 1980 -

Acrylic on board , 9 1/4 x 7 1/2 in.

[patrickbatemanamericanpsycho]

When the group chat arguing and bro starts messaging you privately

[zinesbycee]

(nods sagely) (nods basily) (nods rosemarily) (nods saltly) (nods star anisely)

[innerchildabortionclinic]

your cat was an honor to see in the window

[thelastgoodcountry]

Persepolis, Marjane Satrapi

[satan-offical]

HATTEEEE when people say "Hate is a strong word!" I KNOW. that's why I USED the word HATE

[hometoursandotherstuff]

https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/cwydx34kzlvo

[runcibility]

"Vanderhorst had been under the influence of MDMA and three litres of vodka she had consumed on the night of the offence last September, her lawyer Michael Hill told the court."

three. liters.

[anais-ninja-bitch]

i support women's wrongs

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

[shadow-von-vamp]

reblogging a post that says “do it scared” vs actually doing it scared

[tractorgoth]

[draconym]

i would rather see the information for an event handwritten in sharpie on a paper towel than see another AI generated flyer

[helenvaughans]

Things don't have purposes, as if the universe were a machine, where every part has a useful function. What's the function of a galaxy? I don't know if our life has a purpose and I don't see that it matters. What does matter is that we're a part. Like a thread in a cloth or a grass-blade in a field. It is and we are. What we do is like wind blowing on the grass.

–Ursula K. Le Guin, The Lathe of Heaven