Value food and cheer over hoarded gold.

Normalize being nice without anything in return or having ulterior motives

my mom just had a 7cm brain tumor removed and since she's woken up she's been talking nonstop about this dream she had about going to an art gallery full of colourful paintings by a 'homosexual artist' named klimsdorf who was ethereal and wise, both young and old... at first she was convinced he was a real person but after failing to find him online she's accepted he was a figment of her subconscious mind and is now determined to bring him to life via painting his portrait herself. she's 67 and has never drawn in her life. and now this. blorbo from her tumor

ive never seen something that “could mean nothing”

the beloved Arabic invention the number Zero baby…

yesterday? blorbo stuff. today? blorbo stuff. tomorrow? you'll never guess

being asked what i want for my birthday and suddenly I'm a minimalist who has never had a material want in my whole life

darkworld marge