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i have been accepted into masters. i am soon to be Master. i am looking at studyblr and suffering knowing i will never be Aesthetic while Studying. i study like a rat!
First time at the seaside....
"The Forest"
An illustration I painted and turned into an animated gif. This was very tedious but I like how it turned out.
i would live in that dumpster
2007
Source: Flickr/Adam Field
today i realised i have an ugly ass soup strainer mustache and while facial hair growth is awesome! i do look like im on a watchlist
> 'object dating game' > look inside > conventionally attractive human men and women
this computer is sexy i need her
Apple iMac G3 + keyboard (upside down), both in Strawberry with an Apple Pro Mouse 2000
my girlfriend is the concept of things fitting perfectly in a little box. thats her. i love her. wow, that box was really made for these misc items. wow.
i post from here. if you even care.
My three girlfriends. Yes, they smoke weed.
"women are always likeβ"
"men are always likeβ"
shut up shut up shut up shut up shutupshutupshutupsHUT UP πππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππππ gender essentialism-hating herd of cows running you over
this tickles my brain soooo good
Can I Please Eat In The Computer Room Tonight? by Nicole Nikolich (2025)
My cute little babies π₯Ί
love wins
Ok so I'm taking a genetics class right now and in lab we've been given fruit flies with different mutations that we need to breed over the course of the semester.
Now, first thing I learned: fruit flies don't eat fruit. They eat yeast. They eat the yeast on fermenting fruit. They can not actually eat fruit. Their name is a lie.
Secondly, one of the two mutant lines I was given to cross are flies with the apterous mutation, aka they're wingless. I feel so bad for them, they can't do the one thing they're named for, they cant fly.
And then I realized. My fruit flies are in truth insects that eat yeast and can't fly.
Anyways, I've been calling them my yeast crawls and I am their god now.
I spent all of Easter with my Cock buried to the hilt in my Kermit Plushie's tender hole... now I awaken to news of the Pope's death. Coincidence...?
be free!!
i need more people to understand this
Sometimes you just have to rewatch run with the wind for the 12th time to feel something again
GUYS I JUST SAW THIS ON TWITTER AND I AM DYING