My Meds Work And Im Not Off My Rocker But I Still Hate You And Its Justified Ok? ^_^

Everyone say thank you american indigenous people for cultivating corn, potatoes, peppers, tomatoes, cacao, pumpkin, squash, and anything i missed. Makes life more meaningful globally

Sleepiest boy meets softest patch of grass

I’m trying so hard with the backgrounds,,, I’m usually not like this,,, All my characters usually live in one-color-background world,,,

please god let the met gala be ground zero for an event of domestic terrorism this year

[neolithic hottie who's been easing back into the modern dating scene]: so when he said he was a pot caster i thought he was a good artisan with a reliable income. But turns out he just talks to himself all day mostly. People don't even come to listen and he doesn't know shit about ceramics. Sometimes one of his friends is there though.

[One eyed priest-king who's been frozen in the ice for 10 000 years next to a mammoth but is starting to thaw]: girl no wayyyyy. What is slip casting a pot btw. The use of that technique (not to be confused with slipware) purportedly only dates back to the Tang Era (618–917).

Night of the Final Day

~ 12 hours remain ~

I hate when my friends act like my fear and hatred is, like, a side effect of my mental illness and not a justified animalistic response to being threatened the way I have been

shirt that says “cruisin’ for a snoozin” on the front and a link to the Wikipedia page for somnophilia on the back

horse md

Beth Ditto in Dazed Magazine wearing Marc Jacobs Spring ‘16

reblog to teleport your mutuals to a massive party when jkr dies