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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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@plantkat
go back to sleep puppy *holds chlorophyll over your face*
haha yay! *starts making sugars*
i love this post and always reblog it because it reminds me of a game i used to play in the bath tub as a child which was called “plant sugars” and the premise was that i was a plant organism and i had to produce starches to store in my tuber
I’ve been obsessed with this tiktok for days now
Person: "Hello sir." he pets the frog with one finger.
Person: "Have a good day. Actually wait a minute. You missed a bug, but I got you home boy. Hold on." he picks a bug up and throws it next to the frog.
Frog: turns around and eats the bug.
Person: "OHHHHH-" sings high pitched and angelic like he witnessed a miracle.
part of the fun of the original alien is the horror of the nostromo itself imo. it’s a cell of corporate greed ferrying narrowly-trained workers across barren space. it’s huge and yet claustrophobic, cockpits crammed with machinery giving way to yawning berths dripping chains and water. the supercomputer is named mother in a stroke of human anthropomorphization, but instead of providing comfort or protection, it’s only a courier between its creator and its wailing brood. ripley yells “mother! mother!” at a matronly-voiced computer that speaks calmly over her helplessness. the ship is full of endless details and patterns and unlabeled buttons and dials the audience can’t entirely make sense of; to do anything on the ship is a rigorous, technical process, and we must depend on the characters to know it. the internal mechanics of the ship are so alien that a literal alien can hide among the bits and bobs and not be noticed. it’s great.
just b glad that when i got 2 high n laughed 2 hard that i fell over n bonked my head it wasnt on this rooftop
finally some good news
gphilpoirier:
Cold forging Damascus Stainless Steel in the 150 ton press, only used 1/3 of the force available (50 tons). ½" square billet, first pass.
Ohhnnnnngggggghhhh…
Just a Little-Bit…
Only ONE-THIRD-PRESSING-WEIGHT…
compress me. make me denser.
Oh… Just a Bit Denser? Gnngh…
Only a Little?
I Can Apply My Half-Body-Weight on Top of Your Body.
Come on Over …
Come on Over to Your Neighbor ROLL …
make me so squashed. make me so squashed. as dense as i can be
Mmmgnh… Don’t Bother Running…
ROLL is Going to Smear Your Pulp Across the Beach. GNNGH.
well that’s just fine. that’s just fine. actually. you know what i am out of here. good bye you thing
Somehone Has To Do It
Somehone Has to Roll Full-Body-Weight Onto Objects Animals Rocks Toys Lessers Pressing Them Under Full-Body-Weight to Crush Them.
the Way the Sky’s Looking…
the Way the Wind’s Blowing…
It’s Gotta Be Me.
first and scariest ROLL post
I just want to get dicked down again =/
Someone has been slowly over the last few months making an avant garde art installation out of an abandoned Boston Market/Checkers. Their signboard messages keep getting torn down so their latest move was to make a flag of a photo of their previous masterpiece "PENIS WIGS FOR SAL" and run it up the flag pole
fred likes to say tréasure
Did a nuclear fucking bomb go off in that second one
Samuel Araya