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Under the "has cleared its orbital neighborhood" and "fuses hydrogen into helium" definitions, thanks to human activities Earth technically no longer qualifies as a planet but DOES count as a star.
LOVE IS A SHAMBLING THING, GREY FACED AND GASPING
Welcome to Night Vale Fanart <3
sweet little teddy based on the valentines bears from night vale valentines traditions, and the depiction of Love from the official valentine’s day slogan in episode 102, Love Is a Shambling Thibg
the teeth are from an opossum that died in my front yard, they came to good use!
This is The Adjuster (Robin Hoodie, Guy That Shot the CEO, etc.):
And this is Luigi Mangione:
And yes, they are both super cool and hot as fuck but remember, they are two different people. The Adjuster has not been found and Luigi was never involved in the shooting.
Do not talk about them as if they are the same person and do not further spread the idea that Luigi is guilty.
It's an important day... Neil has been banging out those tunes for 19 years now! Updated version of this as prints available here under Home Goods > Wall Art!
my god, this poem brought me to tears.. very well written.
i wrote a twin cinema poem about two gay soldiers in wwi
context: the two sides, read separately, are the two soldiers thinking about their futures with each other. when read together, it's a reflection of their final thoughts when they die together struck by bullets <3
The Outbursts of Everett True was a comic strip that ran in papers from 1905 to 1927, wherein the aforementioned Everett True regularly beat the everliving shit out of rude people as a warning to anyone else who might consider being rude. Men have not only been taking up too much room on public transport for about as long as public transport has existed, but the people around them have been irritated about it for at least a hundred years. The next time someone tries to claim that manspreading is a false phenomenon, please direct them to this strip so that Everett True can correct their misconceptions with an umbrella upside the head.
from now on your tumblr nickname is whatever you get from this sexual identity generator ☆
"Send me back, Mother Universe."
On January 2nd 2025, we lost our bunny Mimi after having her for 11 years and 11 months. If she had reached January 7th, she would have been 12 years old. We part blessed and without any "we should have's" or "if only's". We truly were blessed with her love and gave her all of our own.
call me sunny! he/they, transmasc enby :-)22yo aspiring artist and poetbad at keeping an online presence bc of the wretched adhd addled brain my skull houses
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