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abarbado

@abarbado

chaotic 8bit space glitter coffeeholic basic slut
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mellowmooon-deactivated20240627

takeme down to the sunless city where the. sand is scary

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oh video games are inoffensive, you might think, but then you play disco elysium and suddenly you're contemplating getting a tattoo in french

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personsonable-deactivated201908
me holding a gun to a mushroom: tell me the name of god you fungal piece of shit
mushroom: can you feel your heart burning? can you feel the struggle within? the fear within me is beyond anything your soul can make. you cannot kill me in a way that matters
me cocking the gun, tears streaming down my face: I’M NOT FUCKING SCARED OF YOU

Hey OP? What the FUCK does this mean?

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personsonable

decay exists as an extant form of life

That’s a terrifying answer, have a nice day

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itsafckingsnickersbar

@shitpostsampler this feels up your alley

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marmalade-cabin

I love mushrooms :D

You’ll never be a pony, Jimmy. You don’t have the honesty, the generosity, the pureness of heart. You just take and take. You’re not a pony at all.

And HE gets to have a cutie mark? What a sick joke.

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ihatethisgaywebsite-deactivated

this tweet hasn't left my mind once in the two years since it's been posted

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[image id: a four-page comic. it is titled “immortality” after the poem by clare harner (more popularly known as “do not stand at my grave and weep”). the first page shows paleontologists digging up fossils at a dig. it reads, “do not stand at my grave and weep. i am not there. i do not sleep.” page two features several prehistoric creatures living in the wild. not featured but notable, each have modern descendants: horses, cetaceans, horsetail plants, and crocodilians. it reads, “i am a thousand winds that blow. i am the diamond glints on snow. i am the sunlight on ripened grain. i am the gentle autumn rain.” the third page shows archaeopteryx in the treetops and the skies, then a modern museum-goer reading the placard on a fossil display. it reads, “when you awaken in the morning’s hush, i am the swift uplifting rush, of quiet birds in circled flight. i am the soft stars that shine at night. do not stand at my grave and cry.” the fourth page shows a chicken in a field. it reads, “i am not there. i did not die” / end id]

a comic i made in about 15 hours for my school’s comic anthology. the theme was “evolution”