I am the walking dead. My brains screams at me while my body slowly decomposes
For the love of god can you please take care of me. Damn.
“source?” divine intuition, gut instinct, and cryptic symbolism from my dreams
We need to better educate kids on the importance of animals that are typically hated because otherwise you end up with adults who think hating wasps is a personality.
The Moomins honestly have such a cottagecore/cozycore/naturecore vibe that I adore.
pov: you live in a Tim Burton movie
Oh he is t i n y
cutest ever baby house centipede i found at work
I just remembered a time when I accidentally drew the evil eye on my wrist and it burned. Because I’m an idiot I drew it again on my other hand and it still burned, so I drew something else on my hand with the same pen and it didn’t burn. I think I either got the evil eye or someone cursed me. I washed the eye off and saw that it had actually burned the eye onto my wrist. I had to used holy water, salt, and ashes on it. It didn’t go away until the next day. I’m not really sure how I feel about curses or such things, but I definitely am wary of evil eyes now.
why say "ok boomer" when you could say "ok bootlicker" and target capitalist shills of all ages with a single phrase
Any pronouns. Capricorn. Not a minor. Chaotic Good// Sapphic with a love of tea, gardens, plants, books, embroidery, and bugs
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