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I will have to start on some of my to do lists properly very soon. Tomorrow, I must make progress.
Good bye.
collectathon where if you collect 100% the ending gets worse
Malformed child, born of the dragon's womb.
You know, I hope, they will never love you.
Though you fight and cling to the whims of those who judge based on blood alone, you pretend that they will declare you noble.
But they are poor friends, those who judge on blood.
And will drop you in an instant.
Nothing in my world moves until I make it move. It is a static existence where the emptiness of the mind reflects the fogginess of the soul. Until I stop myself and reactivate my senses, I remain at the bottom of the pit, alone. So thus do I loop through the same circuits instead of acting, until a spark of sudden ignition courses through my body and without reason, I begin to move. It's going to happen, soon enough. Will this one be a time of creation or a time of rage? We cannot know now.
This is the gift of living without purpose, the gift of being alone. It is an empty reality, to define everything by yourself, to refuse to play a meaningless game. But it is the only real truth in life, and is all you can guarantee you will get. So we keep moving. Here I come.
I post so much in one day that I doubt any human xould really get a proper understanding of me from a glance at anything. This causes me a vague sense of distress. But of course, how could anything be conveyed with any reality? How can one know about anyone? Hmm…
I still feel it. I still feel it! An endless hatred! A ringing hatred! It screams forever inside my heart. That endless hatred. That ringing hatred. But I've almost completed my mission, the one I began not too long ago. Maybe then I'll be able to think.
In truth, there are a lot of personalities I cannot abide with and cannot stand, and even when there are people I like quite a lot I can randomly be extremely difficult to interact with. So one reason I remain in the darkness is that I value my individuality too much to hide for attention. I am always getting irritated and pulling back, always debating things I could take umbrage with but shouldn't, and I know all too well that it's ridiculous to argue with people unless you are important to them. No one listens to anyone else. And it's not your problem, anyway.
But I am like this, and it makes me terribly irritating and unpleasant if used and dealt with improperly. And I have known people with no control over that who sought out connection with too many in the past. You must simply pull back if you do not wish to change this, and find peace in solitude.
You see, the world is made of bastards and fools, bastards and fools.
I should really stop what I am doing at this moment. But once an idea becomes fixed in my head...
It just keeps on going, I think.
But as I said, everyone is always lying, and nothing really is quite here.
My brain is not exactly normal. Probably. But then, who says I even have a brain?
It's a Narf's trick...
Whenever everyone acts one way, I alter myself to be unlike them, because I am afraid of being just like everyone else. You see, in competitions of any sort, I am slow and weak and generally lose. So to survive, I must always find skills and niches no one expects, performing unusual attacks.
Narfs are weak and pathetic things, manipulated like fog by the world that surrounds them. In a direct fight they are no stronger than the ground upon which you walk. But there are ways to fail that are not obvious in the moment, and win even when you lose. So you must not… underestimate them.
I swear I've posted this but I don't know where...so here's an ancient example of a Maudine who isnt Blue Born to be a clown on stilts!
Everyone is... all so similar.
This is the feeling I have developed looking at hundreds of accounts today.
i always thought this was a cute completely pointless type of data mining thing to give guys
you could roll that dude up and smoke him
just look at this thing