biggest betrayal is when it’s supposed to thunderstorm and it doesn’t
Chicago Tribune, Illinois, September 20, 1925
Me introducing myself like hi I romanticise everything, overthink way too much, live 85% of my life in my head and still can’t believe I’m a Real Person
night time is babey time
Van der Linde gang, early days
Beautiful old whitetail buck skull I picked up at the yard sale. Such a cool antler anomaly! Likely caused by an injury while the antler was still in velvet. Definitely a keeper! <3 I’ll post more photos once I get it cleaned up.
Shout-out to the little girl at work who started crying when she saw a tarantula not because it was scary but because “it’s so fuzzy and I can’t pet it because there’s glass”.
moodboards i did earlier 2day :)
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Curled in the heart of the forest lie an elk
still and quiet, he waits
in the shadows of nightfall,
and lets the cold embrace his stationary form.
When dawn comes
he remains, rooted to the ground
warming the earth where he lay,
nourishing the soil.
As weeks pass his soft exterior
gives way to a brittle and unforgiving interior
yet still
a family of small mammals find their way into his ribcage
and bring life back into his
hollow body.
Generations of forest creatures will come to know
his body as a beacon of being,
and a symbol of home.
skull and spider enthusiast//check out @voooorheestaurus sun moon & rising
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