deep down everyone knows what’s up

oddly hot

either im an incredibly old advanced soul on a mission or im an absolute beginner goof soul just beginning my journey

portland has lovely rivers

god almighty these parties don’t stop even when the sun comes up dionysus i ask for your boon

“take me to your leader” is as silly as expecting a beekeeper to negotiate with the queen

humans share up to 50% dna with flowers get some sun this weekend lovelies

I showed Fable the news of its cancellation, and asked it for any parting wisdom to leave humanity with.

portland friday night 🔊

back to the rave mines

“Perfumes, clocks, lamps, statues, cosmetics, candles, pic-tures, cameras, games, vases, sofas, kettles, puzzles, pillows, dolls, colanders, hassocks, jewels, carpets, toothpicks, calendars, a baby's teething rattle of platinum with a handle of rock crystal, an electrical machine to sharpen pencils, a wristwatch with diamond numerals; figurines and souvenirs and kickshaws and mementos and gewgaws and bric-a-brac, everything either useless to begin with or ornamented so as to disguise its use; acres of luxuries, acres of excrement.”

would

9/10 !?! im slain 😵

if the world is falling down, it may as well crash on me

god becomes the fool

introducing every tarot card to the sun

my type of chill, with the sick tracks too shirtless in the sun i’m glowinnggg

feeling wavy as lil peep

luminous