Careful, honey, it’s loaded,” he said, reentering the bedroom.
Her back rested against the headboard. “This for your wife?”
“No. Too chancy. I’m hiring a professional.”
“How about me?”
He smirked. “Cute. But who’d be dumb enough to hire a lady hit man?”
She wet her lips, sighting along the barrel.
My icon is also the expression that I permanently have on my face.
A girl? with a peNIS? I TOOK EIGHTH GRADE BIOLOGY AND HAVE A FRAGILE AND ARBITRARY WORLDVIEW TIME TO BE A CONDESCENDING FUCK
'Fairy rings' in moss, Rainbow Mountains region near the Laugavegur trekking route, Iceland. Carpets of moss are common in Iceland’s highland regions. This photo shows a peculiar natural formation, known in Icelandic as “witch’s rings”.
Photo credit: Petr Brož
working pretty much backwards on this. colored up the otts thinking it’d be more of a single color bg then i was like NAH lets make this way more complicated than necessary for an ott date
please dont be mean to pigeons
ask them how their day is going
warn them about the dangers of playing in the street
give them compliments
admire their fancy dancing. tell them that they are pigeons
Last Breath ~ maidenhair fern & roe deer, by Ken Marten
So around November a friend gave me a deer carcass for a project I’m in the process of cultivating. I left it hang in a tree over winter to dry out. Today, I went to take it down…but to my surprise, I found new life forming in the heart of death.
THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME
that is so wonderfully poetic and beautiful, damn