last night my partner held a somber little passover seder to show me what it’s about and when they got to the part where they were supposed to open the door for elijah they paused, frowned, and said “oh. huh. there is a clown.” and I looked out. and sure enough. there was a clown.
With only the footprints in the mud, this level of reasoning is possible for Furudo Erika. What do you think, everyone!?
You guys weren't lying about that tree
if i don’t sketch her every month i’ll blow up
1968
A collection of Black Books of Hours
Black Hours, ca. 1475 (Morgan Library, New York)
Horae beatae marie secundum usum curie romane, ca. 1458 (Hispanic Society of America)
Black Hours of Galeazzo Maria Sforza, ca. 1466-1476 (Austrian National Library)
you got to walk that lonesome valley
you got to walk it for yourself
aint nobody else can walk it for you
you gotta walk that valley for yourself
mississippi john hurt (one of my favorite guitarists and singers!)
Melchior d'Hondecoeter, Dead Cock Hanging from a Nail, 1670. Oil on canvas.
Courtesy Alain Truong
i love reddit so fucking much
a third of the cast of Higurashi wouldve been a January 6
Rena: radicalized by TikTok Pizzagate conspiracy theories, believes Hillary Clinton is a lizard-person
Tomitake and Takano: members of a fascist paramilitary
The Sonozakis: petite-bourgeoisie radicalized by government land development projects (see melinda cooper's article in Dissent, "family capitalism and the small-business insurrection")
Ooishi: dirty off-duty cop
aborted otaku older sister: i would have loved to yell at you for touching my $200 scale figure.. if i were alive..