one of my favourite Paintings EVER is that one w the 3 version of King Charles’ lookin contemplative bc it reminds me of that tweet of the girl like “So many fakes i can’t even trust myself to be real with me”

is this not Modern art

couple’s t-shirt idea

that comment about how you should not borrow grief from the future has saved me multiple times from spiraling into an inescapable state of anxiety. like every time i find myself thinking about how something in the future could go wrong i remember that comment and i think to myself: well i never know, it might get better. it might not even happen the way i think it will and if it does happen and it is sad and bad ill be sad about it then, when it happens. and it’s somehow soo freeing

not sure if anyone is interested in this but here is a list of the most joyfully vital poems I know :)

You think THATS a denim jacket?

Surely you

That punchline hit me like a sack of wet mice

Like a sack of what

Item: Jest (Jeans Vest)

Item: sack of wet mice (3d2 Bludgeon)

They got her back in the middle of the turn up

Renaissance painting energy

feverish and forsaken. on my second glass of mulled wine. never kill yourself

*shining a flashlight around* helloo? is there anyone whos mad at me in here?

Fag strong together. Don’t forget.

my bad for assuming everyone has critical thinking skills btw

oh to be a pangolin squirming around in the sludge 🥺🥺🥺 this would fix me

— Nick Lake, In Darkness (via weltenwellen)

money

me @ the stars: help me