Riots Not Diets

Queer nature-admirer currently resident in North Germoney. Don't bother following, if you profit from or advocate animal exploitation, are homo- or transphobic, racist or simply ignorant., Otherwise, i am excited about exchanging pictures and ideas with folks all across the earth and perhaps get to know people with a passion for veganism, nature, music and other things which challenge heart and soul.

Fight, fuck, laugh & cry 'til the day i die.

It is now easier to imagine the end of the world than to imagine the end of capitalism.

—Fredric Jameson (via mostmodernist)

(via i---ickk)

there is no god, but nature

there is no god, but nature

breakfast at my crush’s place, admiring the cups

breakfast at my crush’s place, admiring the cups

To plant a garden is to believe in tomorrow.

—Audrey Hepburn (via larmoyante)

(via i---ickk)

Snails and slugs out and about in the forest, after the rain has fallen

njwight:

Woody pt 2: You can really see how deep he taps that beak in…

njwight:

Woody pt 2: You can really see how deep he taps that beak in…

Most things about me are hard to explain, I guess, like how I’m mostly delusional and live in a half-imaginary world but am also a realist to the core. I’m just a bunch of contradictions most of the time and I don’t like it, but I also do.

—Marianna Paige (via shittyteenblog)

(Source: alexiaadana, via i---ickk)

violentbaudelaire:

”This is my favorite photo in the world - me and Linus, born to a dairy cow and ordered to be killed when the farmer saw he was a male (and thus useless in the dairy industry). A compassionate individual intervened, and he was brought to a sanctuary. I met him when he was a few days old and 60 pounds, and he would always try to sit on my lap. Today, 7 years young and 1500 pounds, he still tries to sit on my lap.”
 - Colleen Patrick-Goudreau

violentbaudelaire:

”This is my favorite photo in the world - me and Linus, born to a dairy cow and ordered to be killed when the farmer saw he was a male (and thus useless in the dairy industry). A compassionate individual intervened, and he was brought to a sanctuary. I met him when he was a few days old and 60 pounds, and he would always try to sit on my lap. Today, 7 years young and 1500 pounds, he still tries to sit on my lap.”

- Colleen Patrick-Goudreau

gkroteska asked: it's probably a little too late to say it, but I wish you a happy birthday!!

It’s never too late… thank you very much. It’s much appreciated, even if i don’t care about birthdays.