no more of the agonies. have you seen the wonders
Misplaced Lens Cap
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
almost home
occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
d e v o n

#extradirty

PR's Tumblrdome
we're not kids anymore.
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
DEAR READER
dirt enthusiast

Love Begins

roma★
Peter Solarz
Acquired Stardust

oozey mess
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
Claire Keane

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no more of the agonies. have you seen the wonders
The key to opsec is Assume your shit's already compromised
anon I want you to know that I am always thinking about this
Also on windows 10!! go to typing settings- how ai has helped you- typing insights-off
oh I see. it was the crime of wanting. that's why I deserve it.
my dad's wildlife photography would do numbers on here
ok permission granted everyone look at this fat sandpiper
I Defeated the Demon Lord but it Turns Out the Demon Army was Largely Unaffected and I Fell Victim to a Flawed Belief in Great Man Theory
i don’t pleak unless ploken to
"Be sure to shake it!" the bubble tea barista tells me but I don't. I won't. Why would I? "It mixes the sugar" maybe you want that. Maybe YOU do. To be drinking some homogenous concoction. Uniformly distributed. Each sip the same as the last. Just as sweet. Just as sweet. Just as sweet. All pointless flat indulgence. No personality. No humanity. A time-loop of your own devising, bereft of experience, sanitized of risk.
I want my first sip to be teeth-curdlingly sweet. I want the next to be horribly disappointing. I want to hunt. I want to jab my straw into pockets of substance like my ancestors stirring twigs into a bug colony. I want to raise the straw to different depths and feel something. The ocean is so far but I know what it means to rise from its syrupy dark depths into the still waters above.
I want all boba. I want no boba. I want to scoop the bubbles with my straw when the ice-rocks have been washed dry by the tide. "Be sure to shake it." Never. I want to experience every human emotion in this cup of tea. I am not a coward. I am not a sheep. My tea is still enough for pond-skaters to glide. It will not shake. Live your repetitive nothing. Live in fear of the unknown. Live your fear of change. I am choking on a boba.
Instead of going to work tomorrow why don’t we all just dig a really deep hole
i wish i could be what you needed me to be
brown bear, black bear
ok guys but imagine how hard it's gonna hit if something good ever happens again