his cuteness
the world is certainly ending. but every laugh or hug or kiss or prayer occurring in spite of this, is due to birth a new one imminently.
baby happy smile
no such thing as cleanliness
“filth” cannot be “cleaned” it’s just that it either stagnates or relocates
Remedios Varo
Alegoría del invierno (Allegory of Winter), 1948
Gouache on paper
44 x 44 cm
Here are the sea ponies heading out across the black sand towards the sea. In the background is a beautiful natural cave and also the stange natural rock formations.
At Dyrhólaey, in Iceland.
my fat fuck of a dog ate my stash of SHROOMS
my great aunt sent over a jar of her homemade jam from the raspberries that grow by her house and on monday i picked up some butter from the grocery store now i just need to get on a nice slice of bread i’m about to have the craziest night of my lifeeee