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Marcher Arrant, worn-out soul, worn-out soles.
The grinch had 2 moms and no one ever said anything about it
the grinch isn’t a good example of a child successfully being brought up by homosexuals
He saved a whole town from a corrupt capitalist institution and singlehandedly took down every prominent member of the whoville bourgeoisie all in one night
I think it’s an excellent example
Status: Not Dead, Still Trash
THIS
Break In To A Poor Mans House Feed Youself For A Day
Break In To A Rich Mans House…. Feed Yourself For A Life Time
What Im Saying Is: Redistribute The Wælth Of The Rich To The Masses
armed radicals defending St Louis protests in solidarity with Charlottesville, 12 August 2017. by @missjupiter1957
More of this. More of this, now.
Who could’ve known??
you don’t need fun to have alcohol
Walking from my worries.
This is part 8 of the Catacombs series. The Catacombs is an abandoned rock quarry that exists under Paris. At one point the cemeteries of Paris were full so they threw the human bones down in this quarry and that is why its called the catacombs. There are hundreds of kilometers of tunnels and rooms in the catacombs. It is illegal to enter. There is a community of people who explore and party down there know as cataphiles (lovers of the catacombs). The catacombs is my favorite place on the planet. To see previous parts of this series go to my page titled ‘Catacombs.’
The road goes ever on… and Marcher Arrant goes with it.
Janet is the hero we need. (via Manda_like_wine)
Knowledge is knowing that Frankenstein is not the monster.
Wisdom is knowing that Frankenstein is the monster.
I said many ignorant people nowadays thought ‘Frankenstein’ was the name of the monster, and not of the scientist who created him. Mary Shelley said, ‘That’s not so ignorant after all. There are two monsters in my story, not one. And one of them, the scientist, is indeed named Frankenstein.’
(Kurt Vonnegut)
It makes you want to give Mary Shelley a high five. I’m glad she knew how brilliant she was all along.
Proof once again that women know where shit is at. People argue nature versus nurture and she was already saying it doesn’t mean shit in 1818. You are your choices; ‘cool motive still murder’ at it’s finest.
I am so determined to not feel anything for anyone ever again. I was doing really well and then got all fucked up over somebody. I did finally manage not to be the heartbreaker. Im pleased about that. But instead i managed to be the smotherer, the one that wanted more. And honestly it feels even more gross and grimy than being the one to leave. Everyone i talk to about crushes is all like "oh theyre great i love it" WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT Feelings make you act like a gross idiot. I was so....down to ignore those feelings. I was all good. Couldnt tell if she liked me, didnt care. She was just the radest, scariest, most badass, hardcore woman id ever met in my life and i thoroughly enjoyed her company. Then she crawled in that small space with me, handed me a beer, put her head on my knee and i was done for. I thought i was gonna die when she kissed me. I asked her one night "why me. Out of all the hardcore interesting people (where we met) why me" she got kindof annoyed and told me its cause i was the sweetest most genuinely caring person she'd met in a while (I helped out her and her road dog with booze and cigarettes and weed and cold medecine before they got their first paycheck and shit). She looked at me and said "why not you?" That will stay with me forever. I dont want to believe it but...i think that was it. I think i was only as good as what i could do for her practically. And when she was able to take care of herself again, all i had to offer was feelings and a sudden crippling need for her attention. Which is gross. I dont blame her for drifting away. I would have too. Time to wrap this bullshit up. Moral of this fuckery (for me, cause this is a reminder to myself, not a lesson for anyone else): dont feel anymore. Not like this. Not for a man, woman, or any nb person. Stay soft, stay kind. People will call you a pussy (and youll believe them), but theyre gonna die in the end just like the rest of us. But Dont Do This Again .....please. youll probably go crazy. Learn what you can from everyone you meet. About them and what they know, and about yourself. Dont Go Too Far, but... ......Dont Get Too Close Thankyou for the lessons. Thank for the attention. And thank you for reminding me to be my own person. May we meet again some day
Oh God - Everything Is All Dried Up
Time To Put On My Leather Boots And Grab My Scimitar
I’m loving this look Roberta
Thanks ^Dies Of Heatstroke^
"I don't have a problem with gay people I just don't want them throwing it in my face"
Uh…… you mean like this?
wow. let it be known that tumblr legitimately changed my opinion on something today.
I’m sorry but is there an advert about toilet paper in there. They are legitimately trying to sex up toilet paper.
This is part 3 of the Paris to Spain series in which I post photos of my walk from Paris to Roncesvalles, Spain. The trip took 1 month and I walked over 1000km (621 miles). To see previous parts in this series go to my page titled Paris to Spain. Click ‘keep reading’ to see the photos from my walk from Paris to Spain.
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