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I'm giving up the pin game! all of my pins are $5 from here up until they're gone. wow that's cheap. help me get rid of them all!! www.ashleyfly.com

new leaf bug up in the shop! it's in a 5x7" shadowbox. ships in the US only. $60. click the link in my bio or visit www.ashleyfly.com

the feeling of insignificance while your mind ponders the vastness of the cosmos, but like, all the time. an infinite sonder maybe, when you recognize that all anthills are a portal to an even larger network of passageways. what is this ringing in my hands. the body begs to be in control of anything, and the brain just sends me up. it reminds us of cordyceps.

E: why are maps made of paper? me: babe they aren't all made of paper. some are tattooed on flesh. have u ever seen waterworld starring kev

The body of the earth gives you subtle signs and you spend your life misunderstanding them. You think an eruption is another way of gushing love but in reality it's a warning. You've gotta get your shit together if you're gonna survive the migration.

every time u catch feelings u must roll them over ur knuckles like a coin to gauge their magnetic properties, then tie them to train tracks an old-timey death is the only way!

holy aura of youth is only apparent in summertime. when the temperature drops below 60°F the holy aura particles collide, attach & fall. in autumn, the aura fluctuates (madly) and between the liquid & solid state is easily absorbed by passersby. you👏🏼must👏🏼protect👏🏼the 👏🏼aura!

every man is made of shipwrecks and misshapen pearls, every man is walking the widow walk already, every man is calling out to sea waiting for an old lover to return, every man is a moaning wave, every man thrusts his harpoon words into the storm, every man is a golden mean and I think I may be sea foam.

get it out any way you can spill it, spill the hot coals and then coil around them! take note, with the hand that squeezes overripe fruit for fun it's not the time you want to write down but the way the juice feels every time I see your skin, I think of becoming a paleontologist. swear to god. and I can't tell if the sinking of my insides of my body is because there's a large boat in there, drowning, or it's love or it's waiting or it's winter I just can't tell. I'm acting like a pack of dogs, and their bones are howling blood and fresh pussy. the entire past year we have gotten to know the Decay of suppression. we agreed to let the jigsaw fall, and the birds migrate and the total loss of inhibitions and I've tried I've gone out late I've kissed someone else on a park bench, my hand between his thighs I've pulled the fingers deeper but my body is a canyon. why do I give myself to anyone at all the further away something is from me, the more I ache for it

pick up a Luna moth lapel pin in my shop! Click the link in my bio or visit www.ashleyfly.com #lunamoth #pingame

Darius from @atlantafx sporting all of my enamel pins. such an amazing thing to see. (@ana_banana_bean designed two of these for me, too - so give her some love)

eroded faces (at Valley Of Fire - Nevada State Park)

buckeyes are about to take their wing nap

beautiful murmuration at dusk (at Nashville, Tennessee)

can you believe this place is in the middle of the desert? (at Ash Meadows NWR)