I go to the hills when my heart is lonely
I know I will hear what I’ve heard before
My heart will be blessed with the sound of music
And I’ll sing once moreThe Sound of Music 1965
dir. Robert Wise
i’ve died on smaller hills, so i can’t judge. but i do think it’s funny whenever posts about the proper definition of a poor little meow meow circulate, considering none of them mention that the origin was a kpop fan’s absolutely bonkers tweet about not being able to protect a full grown man who was getting backlash for including audio from the jonestown cult leader jim jones in one of his songs
I was clearly not at the devils sacrament what the fuck
Now that we’ve reached the “display pieces of people’s builds” phase of cub’s unhinged museum action plan. We are fast approaching the Put A Live Hermit On Display At The Museum phase
it’s rotten work, but without the rot nothing can grow
it’s rotten work but decay is part of the cycle of death and rebirth
All the dead things: Its rotten work
The mushroom internet: Not to mycelium. Not if its you