Flotsamnjetsam - BelugaSevruga

boss fight

DOODLE DOWN! This interweb hoorah is lovely…even when I stress to impress. No need to finish, just enjoy the prompt. Have these old Lovers rekindling their magic moments. Now get out there and make something happen.. it’s MERMAY! 2018! #mermay2018 #mermay #206 #sadenoordinarylove #mermaid #onlyloversleftalive #downinthedepths #curvy #mermy #fthmsblw #doodle

Mermaid - Sativa

Death and the Maidens. My garden loves this mid winter rain.

Free yourself.

Flower Figures

Water towns in China via 雪花建筑.

The Frilled shark has been called everything from a “sea serpent” to a real-life “Loch Ness Monster” over the years. A more accurate nickname is “the living fossil,” since this shark belongs to a primitive species that has changed very little over millions of years. Because the frilled shark bears such a striking resemblance to an eel, ichthyologists once assumed it navigated the water by wriggling. Now it’s known that this species possesses an oil and hydrocarbon-packed liver that enable it to float and hover at depths between 160 and 660 feet.

Lover I don’t know how to reach you anymore. I’ve struggled with how to tell you but I fill the void with busy conversation…keep it rolling so it’s not obvious how either of us have changed. You’re so enraptured with your fix and how it molds your world that I’m a hit on a pinball machine and you just want DING DING to my moves. Round and around you spin but you never land as an ace in my rounds. You’re gone. Rolling thru my everyday as a moment I can’t grasp, a move I never took and I cling to the hope that if I make one alteration I can avoid the altercation and carry you from point A to B and bring us both home but home is a concept that we both have left for dead as we’ve moved from A to B to C to numbers and our equations don’t equate to anything we thought would be………us.

You’re gone. But I’m here and you’re there and we are forever moving, like stars, rotating around polite and sincere ways to avoid what we both know would be the conversation to collide our beliefs with what we think our fears would bring to what we are in our natural state- a fear. That neither of us are right, but both searching, fervently, for a solution to what we believe is life and how to cure the symptom we have come to call hope. And I hope this finds you well. Because If it doesn’t, I don’t know how to tell you I am scared. Scared of what might find you if I don’t lie and tell you that I don’t know how to hope for something you continuously show me to have proven false. You are not alone but I am not with you. I try to stay in your field of vision but what I say I see is a dream that I fear is but a dream within a dream. And we are not free.

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So, Magic Meat Week is rolling around again, and this time I’m going to aim to have one boy for each day.

for those who don’t know, Magic Meat Week is when artists draw male characters in the skimpy clothing and poses usually worn by women in the media (film, tv, video games, etc). It’s done in order to highlight the ridiculous double standards that we have when portraying men and women.

admitedly, this has less impact if all you draw is men in skimpy clothes and sexy poses ;)

so first off, everyone’s favourite S&M Slime boy, Toxic, playing the role of necromancer :D