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robogrind

love the word fruitless. arguing with you is like if there was no apples involved whatsoever

robogrind

you're bountiless you stupid bitch

throatoftheworld

Apollo and Daphne by René-Antoine Houasse, 1677

papayajuan2019

theyre pinning my wings to a cork board tomorrow

shock

accepting that you’re objectively weird & owning it is infinitely better than being constantly desperate to appear normal to people who don’t even matter to you

veronicastpierre

You too can be carved anew by the details of your devotions.

— Mary Oliver

arach-tinilith

i think its a lil sad how often people will like restrain themselves from exploring new identities and hobbies because they don't want it to be an "embarrassing phase" because honestly i think its way cooler to have a diverse and varied lifestyle that you can look back on and say "omg i used to love doing that!" and apply those skills and interests to something else.

absolutelyzoned

telling your friends you love them is not weird and should never be considered so

charl0ttan

the problem with winter is that its winter every day but the problem with summer is that its summer all day

suntzuanime

Me sowing (starting projects): Haha, fuck yeah! Yes!

Me reaping (having to finish projects): You know, I could just let the grain rot in the field.

squelchyrubbershoe

Victims of Other Entities: And so I watched the creature that used to be my wife sprint towards me on all fours with its neck bent at a full 180 degree angle. I only got away because it tripped and fell into the lit fireplace and turned to ash immediately. I don’t sleep anymore and I honestly wish God just would kill me already.

Victims of The Buried: God I ffucnking LOVE Dirt. OOh Boy that Shit is GOOD. No Thing on this God Forsaken planet brings me more EUPHORIA than Digging a B I G Hole. I crawl on all fours and c l a w at the e a r th as I pine for its tender Embrace. It torments my VERY SOUL that I cannot simply i n h a l e it Straight Into My Bloodstream. I’ve decided that eating fistfuls of potting soil is the next best thing.