let go and see what comes back.
feluka

cat laziness is so contagious. you'll see your cat flopped on its back in your bed a completely comfy cozy baby and you'll be like. you're right. you make a compelling argument.

phantom-does-a-thing

Exploring the others body but in a distinctly body horror way

edwardalbee

shoutout to everyone dealing with. thhe fucking difficulty

rosemochi

the fact that all of my mutuals immediately reblogged this from me really says something about all of us, doesn't it

ouiladybug:
“MICHELLE YEOH wins BEST ACTRESS for EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE | 2023 Oscars
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  • MICHELLE YEOH wins BEST ACTRESS for EVERYTHING EVERYWHERE ALL AT ONCE | 2023 Oscars

  • flowergrenades

    *through gritted teeth* you are not a child taking a test with the purpose of getting the highest score, you are an adult trying new things and finding ways to enjoy your life, make mistakes, be a beginner, be mediocre, be where you need to be, be unlikeable, just. be.

    radicalgraff

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    Graffiti in NYC in memory of Manuel Teran aka Tortuguita, an Atlanta Forest defender who was shot and killed by cops on Wednesday.

    The Atlanta city council plans to clear the forest to build a massive police training facility dubbed "Cop City".

    a-frog-in-a-bog

    “I want to decompose in a bog” well you clearly don’t know the first thing about bogs. Clout chaser

    butts-bouncing-on-the-beltway

    When I was about 6 years old I got really into archeology, especially body preservation/disposal strategies and announced to my mother that I had written a Last Will and Testament detailing my burial wishes, specifically that I wanted to be buried in a bog with a small trunk of treasured posessions for historical preservation.

    Mom thought I was being silly/unserious.

    I was not.

    This became a point of contention because I updated my will several times throughout childhood and always handed my parents the new copy and it always maintained my burial preferences.

    Eventually as an adult I switched it up when I found out about turning ashes into gemstones and documented my wishes as wanting my ashes turned into gemstones that are then set into a plaster casting of my skull and turned into a little mantle decoration piece. When my mother found out she was very quiet for a bit before she looked at me and said "I can't decide if this is better or worse than the bog" and honestly I think that may have been the first time she truly internalized what a bizarre little gremlin she birthed.

    bran-writes

    Haven't stopped thinking about this since I saw it

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    flowerygraves

    wheres your whimsy. wheres your fucking whimsy