oh darling, it's nothing but a few stolen miracles

my cat cappuccino today

Last light, Mary Mattingly

today's warm up: Traffic jams from the whims of dragons, what a world to live in.

But Sam Neill was more than just Dr. Grant. And I think that should be remembered too.

What we really need is some pervert to compile the ultimate visual guide to boob bouncing physics that's just like 500 hours of meticulously organized videos of breasts of different size and shape and under different fabrics bouncing around from a wide variety of physical movements so horny game devs can finally get it right and I don't have to be creeped out by women who appear to have surgically implanted softballs in their chest under skin made of rubber bands.

YOU hates terfs

Franz Kafka, in a diary dated 14 July 1912, from The Diaries Of Franz Kafka: 1914-1923

alexandra yanul

Decided to try my hand at Breyer customization. Here's a 1999 warmblood stablemate that I modified to look like my friend's horse, Goose. It was originally a solid bay horse that I scraped the paint off of using an X-acto knife, making sure to capture his haunted doll eyes with fresh paint.

june journalling 2026