Pfm019 - Pfm019

just a lad and his mentor

insta | twt

trust between two people who could easily kill one another (especially when it would be the more sensible option in the scenario) drives me insane. you could kill me. you SHOULD kill me. but you won’t. and i won’t. and i’m going to go a step further and trust you to hold my life in your hands. as i hold yours. wild sick twisted etc

there are several federal agents outside my house

Freedom...

been watching my friend play hades

Frank Bernard Dicksee (1853-1928), Chivalry, 1885, oil on canvas, Sydney, Art Gallery of New South Wales.

Meow meow meow (but like in a sad way yknow)

good morning dirtbag nation last night I cowboy camped up on a ridgeline tucked beneath hemlock saplings right alongside one of those big intermountain power lines that look like giant men walking across the mountain tops. the wires were so close that there was a constant crackling hum of electricity that almost disguised the sound of the rain pit-pattering on my tarp. when the water hit the cables it made hot blue flashes like little lightning birds on the wire, and you could almost track the sheets of wind in the darkness because of the ripples of light.

Enid and Geraint by Rowland Wheelwright

request: "What do your bishops look like and how does the lamb think of them?"

I haven’t decided (or started) on designs yet. As for my lambs opinion, they process everything through humour, I would say this is their surface level opinion on the bishops. There’s obviously the deeper-seated issues they have w them tho.