i miss the times when me and my seven person friend group would just get together and inject poison into packets of sun chips and give them to our parasocial enemy rupert. and warm summer nights we’d walk around the streets after midnight. we’d walk for hours just chatting and giggling and maybe pop into a corner store and buy some redbulls. and we’d clink them together and take a sip and laugh and laugh. oh rupert. he was the only person we knew who liked sun chips. the world was ours back then. the whole city felt like a blanket fort. life was an inside joke. every moment felt like a note in a song. how i loved those people. i dont know if i ever let them know how much i loved them. our parasocial enemy rupert got hit by a car before the poison had finished its course. some people thought he jumped out there on purpose. i guess it doesn’t matter whether that’s true or not. one of my friends went back into the river. another went into a very tall building, one of those buildings you pass by every day but you don’t know what people do in there, and you’ve just accepted that you’ll never know what the inside looks like, much less the top floor. i guess she knows now, but i haven’t seen her since so i can’t ask her. one returned to the rats. one went to one of those secret blocks you only find when you go through a random alley, and i’m not the type to go into alleys. one went up the stairs in the back of a burger restaurant. one fell into a hole. i don’t know what happened to the last one. he texted me, “come meet me at noon, so i can say goodbye to you.” but i was at a matinee that day and didn’t see the message until the movie was over. i think he was in love with me.
hey, I hope this is not inappropriate,
I just wanted to say thank you for your kind words for my emisuba post. They made me really happy.
Awww thank you so much! 🥹 It's not inappropriate at all! I've kind of had a similar theory for a while now, but it was much less well put together. So It made me really excited to see a much more cohesive version of my own thoughts, in a way.
I love laying on the floor :) who else loves laying on the floor? I love laying on the floor :)
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(don’t you think he’s cute?)
anyway only one episode left in the season!
hello! tumblr!!
We shall start, of course, with the obvious: Stringray!
Followed neatly by pufferfish!
gila monster skull (shh they are sleeping)
moving on to flamingos bc they have so little to work with but they stretch it so far
veiled chameleon skull (plus art by Elena Barbieri so you comprehend the importance of the sclerotic ring bone!) (bc some eyes have bones! some eyes have bones and that is so so valid)
love us a good old-fashioned mole
the tucan, always a fun classic
in conclusion, a few dainty gibbon skeletons to calm you soul, bc why the heck not <3
(yes the last one is a real vintage postcard sold in real Natural History Museum gift shops, before for some reason they reconsidered this marketing decision)
my friend took in a stray and she’s the cutest kitty ever but he named her oil so whenever he sends a picture of her me and my other friends look like we’re roleplaying as the US military
Everyone please behold this baby tree:
It's so much smaller than the support posts, they had to secure it with caution tape.
im working this side gig for a school rn, which is mostly shifting through teacher emails, and theres, like, an absolutely abhorrent amount of elementary school teachers named julia. like whats going on
Hello! I'm Lilac! I I mostly reblog fanart, as well as posts I find funny or interesting. I'm also an artist myself, but I never really finish anything...
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