you can be peeling a boiled egg and think to yourself wow. that was so simple. and then you peel another one and it’s like being in the throes of war. shell everywhere. egg mangled. tears in your eyes. that’s how god keeps you humble
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@sagosaur
you can be peeling a boiled egg and think to yourself wow. that was so simple. and then you peel another one and it’s like being in the throes of war. shell everywhere. egg mangled. tears in your eyes. that’s how god keeps you humble
have discovered that i can just sit down on the ground whenever i want and often people's reactions will just be "man i wish i could do that". you can. join me
the jealousy is so funny. you can sit too. it's not illegal*. if anyone's weird to you because you're sitting down they're an asshole actually. join me
(*usually)
This is so real
susanna lewis in art to wear - julie schafler dale (1986)
buses are like huge docile animals to me. so sweet and gentle and kind. what a creature.
look at her.
a flock…..
placing my hand tenderly in between a busses headlights and leaving my face in to press my forehead onto the windshield.
It's because going by eye placement, busses are large, gentle herbivores
From Pierre-Auguste Renoir’s ‘The Cat with Julie Manet’, 1887
they are like beautiful tropical birds to me
Literally..
@guooey ya
Irene Hardwicke Olivieri (American, b. 1959)
Luchini and Zopilote, 2022
oil on clayboard
A BEAR ATE MY BEST HUMMINGBIRD FEEDER.
Rude.
Someone tell that bear he's not supposed to eat that with the skin on.
I live in South Africa. And if you live in South Africa and you have any contact with people from the US or Canada you might have run into a question about wildlife like lions and elephants roaming our streets. Most South Africans get pretty offended by questions like this. We are a civilized country, our large and dangerous wildlife gets contained in properly fenced parks.
I use to get offended by this until I visited a few places in Canada and realized that the reason why you ask is that some of your large and dangerous wildlife does simply roam the countryside and sometimes make excursions into town.
This honestly blew my mind. What do you mean, you have bears just walking around? What the hell?
north americans don't all encounter deadly megafauna on our porches and front lawns but it happens often enough that we all think this is a reasonable amount of gigantic animal to happen to your house. so when we think of africa we kinda imagine it like this:
like. if we had elephants here. this is what we would be putting up with on the regular. what do you mean you guys are more sensible than us.
TELL ME AGAIN HOW AUSTRALIA IS THE DEATH COUNTRY We have two spiders and (apparently) 12 snakes but we don’t have lions, bears, wildcats, AND crocodiles. We sometimes have crocodiles and large boas in certain areas. We don’t have to worry about a bear attacking our halloween decor. Or moose deciding to joust on the front lawn. Maybe similar to Africa, America’s fear of Australia is because you all assume our wildlife is exactly as huge and space-invadey.
oh yeah i forgot about the gators
tucks you in and kisses your forehead then shows you my knuckle tats that say SEEP TITE
Vintage 90s Pachamama cardigan // ColorfulVnt
do you wanna press our ears together and let our brain slugs travel back and forth
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A person's scent is the most comforting thing about them, either natural odors or whatever they like to wear. I find more familiarity in scent than I do appearance, family members I haven't met in years become family again after I hug them and remember what they smelled like.
I want to know my lover's scent, I want to know the different scents of every part of his body, I want to know it so well that I can find him in a crowd. I want to bury my nose into everyone I meet so I can know them for real instead of having to memorize all their facial features and put it to a name. I love people in the way a dog would.
"no trespassing" "restricted area" "private property" bro im literally curious by nature