Oh To Be A Know-nothing Chicken

boy finally got some pipe

kill me, too

haha dean drives an impale-a ahaha amirite boys-

5d10 psychic damage

hey what if the statements are the only way jon and martin can communicate in that puter

I feel like I’m waiting on the beach for a radioactive wave to hit me, but like, in an exciting way

The feeling that comes with waiting to see how supernatural ends through tumblr is like the 2020 equivalent to the the people in the 50s/60s who’d watch the news on the TVs in the shop windows.

“He was trying to find out what he was, and he was afraid of what he would find.

The boy thought that there was something wrong with him. All through his life—even when he was a great man with the world at his feet—he was to feel this gap: something at the bottom of his heart of which he was aware, and ashamed, but which he did not understand. There is no need for us to try to understand it. We do not have to dabble in a place which he preferred to keep secret.”

— “The Ill-Made Knight,” The Once and Future King, T. H. White

Cursed cats!

That maple-flavored american makes great rage noises

Initial malevolent impressions:

🍁American🇨🇦: "I'm inside you and I don't want to be"

☕British🇬🇧: "Lost my sight to disembodied book mind. Ah well, whoopsie."

me when i’m all out of bowls but i have salsa and some tostitos scoops

Marisa Adesman (American,b.1991)

Bending Space and Time

oil on canvas

SNAIL! SNAIL! SNAIL! SNAIL!

The ink bottle lying on your desk... begins to crawl away..???

tara’s half smile/half smirk reblog if you agree