Don't Open It

Late Spring, Mary Oliver

On Shopping While Fat 2: Son of Fat

I would like to note that I left flowers for her afterwards, just as a “sorry for using your grave for content”

Reminder to tie down your werewolves next full moon

You'll notice that people do this in multiplayer games for much the same reason!

Moonlight Dandelions (in color) - original bw ver!

Carl Jutz (German, 1838–1916), "Ducks by the Stream" (details)

when you let yourself get sour grapes about shit, you tacitly give up on yourself. when you sit around hoping other people will flop and fail so you can catch up to them, you stop trying. it's a fantasy of mediocrity, the vain wish that other people would walk so you could take the gold medal at a jog. wouldn't you rather come last place at 27mph?

bugs annoy me