fuck I want to be a slug with no responsibility. just crawling around on moss in a garden and sleeping on a leaf or underneath a mushroom. reblog if you want to be a slug
made by Sarah Lazarovic, from her book “A Bunch of Pretty Things I Did Not Buy” ^-^
I truly hate the word "unalive." There are so many other euphemisms that fictional Italian mobsters worked so hard to provide you with and you just ignore them.
explaining my love for mothman to people who don’t know mothman is so embarrassing honestly it feels like baring my soul. like yeah this is my friend mothman from west virginia. i have a plushie of him and he’s on my jacket. he’s the silliest guy and i love him very much. they have a festival about him at point pleasant i wanna go there someday. and then i show them the guy in question and he looks like this
OMG I JUST REALISED PROPHECIES ARE SO POETIC AND ROUNDABOUT AND CONFUSING BECAUSE APOLLO MAKES THEM
THE GOD OF POETRY IS IN CHARGE OF PROPHECIES, OF COURSE THEY ARENT STRAIGHT TO THE POINT AHXHHSHWHD
ah, nature
so majestic!
Please reblog for all of the people who are feeling hopeless right now.
Mostly just me being the chaos entity that I am.OzzieIt/its
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