These creatures made from glass.

Unless, what's an unless? Just a far away word, just a far away thought. A thought, about what, about something I ought?

[stamenpistil]

[justryingtovibe69]

[hisuianserperior]

Knives! Get your Knives here for no particular reason!

🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

Get em while they're cold, get em while they're sharp!

Special discount if your name is Brutus for no reason in particular!

[mesmes99]

Grabbing one early this year so I’m prepared.

[the-big-mood]

[sapphire-sapphic]

when you tell a girl her outfit is really cute and she does a little pose thing then smiles, reblog if u agree

[thankstothe]

folk hero really

[chaser]

Boss is asleep, cannot stop me from frogposting

[chaser]

First like and this has already found its intended audience

[chaser]

uh oh

[itsmyturnonthegender]

[wosp-reactivated]

Mondays aren't that bad once you cannot tell days apart from eachother

[riotd]

i’m very self aware. which unfortunately hasn’t solved anything

[catgirlwerewolf]

no i dont ride my horse into battle what the hell is wrong with you she could get hurt. she drops me off and then she stands on the sidelines with a gun

[bloggoth]

poor old granny scorpion-shoes. no one ever saw her death coming

[bloggoth]

it was pneumonia.

[bloggoth]

yes, her pet scorpion pneumonia, who lived in her shoe. tragic.

[bloggoth]

he shot her point blank

[weltenwellen]

Ada Limón, “To Be Made Whole”, On Being with Krista Tippett

[weltenwellen]

Rebecca Solnit, Hope In The Dark

[weltenwellen]

Rebecca Solnit, Hope in the Dark

Paul Eluard, “Right in the Middle of the Month of August”, Selected Poems(trans. Gilbert Bowen) (x)

[weltenwellen]

Ralph Ellison, Invisible Man

[strongermonster]

was visiting a friend who has a farm, and one of the chickens has a home made flared cone on, so i asked what was up with that and she said "that's diesel, and she's suicidal" so obviously i went ??? and she pressed the door lock on her truck fob so the truck beeped, and this dumbass bird SPRINTED full tilt across the garden to shove her head in the tailpipe. she has to be locked up and coned so she doesn't gulp down toxic fumes direct from the pipe for some idiot bird reason. she is obsessed with doing this and has to be locked up any time someone is using a vehicle.

[strongermonster]

i told her i posted about this and she has an update (which i guess content warning for animal harm [the animal did it to it's damn fool self])

she found this out the first time when she auto-started her truck to warm it up before work one below-freezing morning and came out ~5 minutes later to find (the then unnamed) diesel with her head stuffed in the tail pipe hanging limply by her idiot neck and thought that she was dead, ran over and pulled her out, and the chicken went "oh hi! anyways mind if i get back in there?" and did it a-fucking-gain??

best guess is bc she feeds her chickens with a pvc gravity pipe like this

and despite having ~40 other chickens who don't fuck this up, diesel went "food comes from tubes, this is tube, ∴ this is the ~secret~ food hole that the others do not know about. i will be rewarded with golden seed for being the cleverest of them all :)" and is now on 24/7 vehicle related suicide watch. fine line between docile and dumb sometimes.

[strongermonster]

my artists rendition of the morning in question

[pocketss]

healthcare professional 🫡

[hagiomoto]

[shitpostingsterek]

credit

[pressescjustonceforme]

I found a razor on the floor of my work crew room, and I wanna keep it, hide it away, so my love doesn't see it. I know I shouldn't, I probably won't keep it. But boy does it get hard sometimes and I think back to a place where I could hurt myself in peace, maybe just to feel something. Pain just to feel. Because what would a couple more lines do. Nothing, it won't do anything except become a problem and my fiance would get this look on her face and I would have to apologize and I just wanted to hurt myself, just like one more time. I won't hurt myself. I won't, I won't. But it's a terrible thing to want to go back too. There's no one to tell this too but strangers. I'm not looking for anything . I only come back to Tumblr when I need to write something I can't say out loud. I can't say it, but I want to hurt myself. But I won't.