she/her, it/its. Botanist and lichen knowledge holder. Also have major vampire special interest, and am disabled.Please ask me questions! I love answering questions!
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smoking the weed that makes you wear a dog collar
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smoking the weed that makes you wear a dog collar
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smoking the weed that makes you wear a dog collar
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i'm starting a collection of "you don't seem self aware, have a pamphlet" items from psych officials

#I love collecting stuff like this#they don’t even have to be in a mental health context#shoutout to the ‘worried about blood in your urine?’ pamphlet that got put in the mail#I was living in a neighbourhood with lots of old people#the first page was something like ‘many people think it’s okay every now and then but it’s not’
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hey kids did you know that computers didn't used to automatically connect to the internet. it used to make this screaming noise. we should have listened.
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burning food is an inherited trait
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every generation has a - hang on post cancelled I wanna talk about this autocomplete suggestion
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i like the dichotomy of these two pictures. glamour shot of the most beautiful chipmunk who ever existed, and blurry gray sphere.
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Okay sorry not sorry for extending this post, but one time I was working with him in the garden and he offered to ‘make us some lunch’, to which I gladly accepted.
He came back with a bowl of chickpeas that he had gotten out of the van and rinsed. One bowl for him one bowl for me.
I genuinely had no idea what to say so I just fucking. Ate a bowl of chickpeas for lunch in complete silence sitting on the path.
He said “that was refreshing, I’m going back for more” and asked me if I wanted some.
I told him no thanks and he said that was good because he only had half a can left.
The way my father talks is like an alien trying to fit in to human society, but he’s learned how to speak English exclusively through letters from World War II

His fucking covid requests is printer paper and a ‘pack’ of milk as if it comes in cans like beer
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Important addition from yesterday morning. He is suffering from illness and still goes out in the gale-force winds to batten down the hatches. He’s fine for food this morning though. He lives life like he is in the blitz
The way my father talks is like an alien trying to fit in to human society, but he’s learned how to speak English exclusively through letters from World War II

His fucking covid requests is printer paper and a ‘pack’ of milk as if it comes in cans like beer
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He also manages to talk like this in real life too
The way my father talks is like an alien trying to fit in to human society, but he’s learned how to speak English exclusively through letters from World War II

His fucking covid requests is printer paper and a ‘pack’ of milk as if it comes in cans like beer
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I hate you specifically
wait ok now i'm curious how old were you when you joined tumblr and how old are you now
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self isolating to cope is great until you look up one day and years have passed and you realise no one knew you when you were 18 or 19 or 20 or 21 and now they never will
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The way my father talks is like an alien trying to fit in to human society, but he’s learned how to speak English exclusively through letters from World War II

His fucking covid requests is printer paper and a ‘pack’ of milk as if it comes in cans like beer
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