Me every time I see a plastic bag blowing down the street: "oh my god, Katy Perry"
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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Me every time I see a plastic bag blowing down the street: "oh my god, Katy Perry"
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魔物か、人か
The prophecy... It has come to pass...
Old Window - Michael Taricco. , 2013
Italian , 1927-2022
Oil on canvas , 50 x 65 cm.
It's... Beautiful
The small things you lost weren't misplaced, they were taken.
They will reach out again, when you have almost forgotten.
It's coming
It could be me, it could be the use of Tumblr, but boy howdy I get a lot of ads for the autism spectrum test.
There be far too many asphyxiation posts under the "plastic bag" tag. I was expecting environmentalism ngl.
What is the world coming too.
Please asphyxiate each other with compostable materials thx
STILL LIFE
by Eddy de Azevedo
Evil bag
Don't worry, there's no need to panic. It will be over in a couple of minutes
Now that's a prophecy I can get behind
I struggle to open up sometimes
✞ 666 ✞
Fuck I wish that were me
Alright kids say it with me
My thoughts don’t make me a bad person
My feelings don’t make me a bad person
My thoughts, feelings, and impulses only exist inside my head, and none of it matters unless I act on it
Nobody can see my thoughts or emotions
The only things anyone can see and judge me on are my actions
There’s no such thing as a thought crime
thank u
The fact that I'm a bad person make me a bad person
the shadow noticed you noticing it
sometimes i think about how jellyfish have no brain, no bones, no blood—just vibes. immortal haunted vibes. meanwhile i have a skeleton prison and rent. where’s my bioluminescent revenge?
do you ever feel, like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind, getting ripped up from tree snags and ultimately getting shredded into the ocean like Costco confetti and becoming the microplastics in tinned tuna?