Why Do I Have 8 Followers I Don't Do Anything But Eat Art 😰

Why do I have 8 followers I don't do anything but eat art 😰

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1 year ago
Art By Maruša Gorjup
Art By Maruša Gorjup
Art By Maruša Gorjup
Art By Maruša Gorjup
Art By Maruša Gorjup

Art by Maruša Gorjup

1 year ago

I like to think that when he feels alone, everyone surrounds him to listen his old stories before going to sleep🥹🥰

I Like To Think That When He Feels Alone, Everyone Surrounds Him To Listen His Old Stories Before Going
11 months ago
So, I Set A Little Challenge At The Beginning On May In Twitter, And Surprisingly, People Actually Followed-

So, I set a little challenge at the beginning on May in Twitter, and surprisingly, people actually followed-

Well, I am a person of my word, so here it is!

So, I Set A Little Challenge At The Beginning On May In Twitter, And Surprisingly, People Actually Followed-
So, I Set A Little Challenge At The Beginning On May In Twitter, And Surprisingly, People Actually Followed-

11 months ago
Children, This Is Dirt. 

Children, this is dirt. 

 dirt?dirt?  dirt?dirt? dirt?dirt? dirt?  dirt?    dirt? dirt?    dirt? 

1 year ago
I Was Taking Pics Of This Kitten Sitting On Her Mom When Her Sister Came To Square Up
I Was Taking Pics Of This Kitten Sitting On Her Mom When Her Sister Came To Square Up
I Was Taking Pics Of This Kitten Sitting On Her Mom When Her Sister Came To Square Up

I was taking pics of this kitten sitting on her mom when her sister came to square up

1 year ago
Happy New Year!!

Happy New Year!!

Starting off 2024 with a dragon and some bunnies.

6 months ago
I Thought The Earth Remembered Me, She Took Me Back So Tenderly, Arranging Her Dark Skirts, Her Pockets

I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone on the riverbed, nothing between me and the white fire of the stars but my thoughts, and they floated light as moths among the branches of the perfect trees. All night I heard the small kingdoms breathing around me, the insects, and the birds who do their work in the darkness. All night I rose and fell, as if in water, grappling with a luminous doom. By morning I had vanished at least a dozen times into something better.

(mary oliver, sleeping in the forest)

7 months ago
Little Challenger By Alexey Gogin

Little Challenger by Alexey Gogin

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