When my baby died I didn't stop hustling or making resin art

Statue of a saint damaged by the sea air, Parish of St. Hilda, Hartlepool England

What I wouldn’t give to be just a little bioluminescent...

i invite you over to my house and while we're greeting each other at the door i turn around and yell "down boy! DOWN! NO!" and you just see a caterpillar moving very slowly across the floor toward you

They should use his blood

They should use his blood to make mr beast ketchup

They should tear him apart and use him for mr beast blood ketchup

A little beast in every bottle. That would be the slogan

my dad always sneezes at least twice in a row and i think i inherited the same volume of sneeze condensed into one because im firing shotgun blasts out of my nostrils. one time i asked my doctor if i should be concerned that sometimes i sneeze so hard that my left arm goes numb and she left the room for 5 minutes before coming back like

how I sleep at night knowing trans joy will exist for as long as humanity exists:

for god so loved the world that he freaked it

brown works so hard and does so much and everyone is so mean to her. coffee chocolate hair leather tea wood eyes broth a warm coat autumn leaves caramelized onions the crust on a loaf of bread. all things good and warm and kind are brown. bitch!

theres not a single fucking program id want to run on startup. as soon as i turn on my computer i want quiet silence to stare at my desktop wallpaper for a bit. if anythint else pops up im shooting it on sight

nothing hits the spot like sitting still with your arms crossed and looking around and not talking

i love sitting still with my arms crossed and looking around and not talking

We need more posts about paleolithic sex NOW!!!!

i just dont believe in vinyl. the concept of a groove shape that corresponds with the exact sound of a guitar or somebodys exact voice i dont think it exists. ok. just my opinioin

Blaze is currently functioning like a wormhole into the disastrous and messy lives of people I don't know or care about

Carolein Smit 

Lucia Dovičáková — Dreaming About Death on Pink Sofa (oil, canvas, 2022)

A golden ram and a stone lion, found in a tomb at the archaeological site of Gonur Depe (dated from 2400 to 1600 BCE) in Turkmenistan. The finger in the background shows how small these figures are, demonstrating the extraordinary skill of the crafter.

The archaeological site of Gonur Depe, Turkmenistan.