#The Crunch

[gaybuckybarnesss]

MARY & GEORGE Episode 3 "Not So Much as Love as by Awe"

[metamorphesque]

there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movements of the hands of a clock

Charles Bukowski. The Crunch

[code-pain]

Why does Bloodbead look so good, I feel like I could take a bite and it would just be like hard candy

[dandifiedstupefied]

m*a*s*h (1972-1983) // excerpts from 'the crunch' by charles bukowski (1977)

screencaps credit to @not-trustworthy

[homeosloven]

KITTY CAT EATING CORN! I REPEAT - KITTY CAT EATING CORN! VERY SOUNDS, BIG CRUNCH !

[sparklev0id]

inwish i could eat glass without consequences i think tjat would heal me at least a litt;e bit

[lisettecharlotte]

Sometimes I forget I make a thing, then I find the thing, and I’m impressed at the thing. This was going to become a colour by numbers, hence the limited colour palette. 

Here’s my travel poster for The Crunch, which I’ve never even been to.

[hexjulia]

the joy of feeding a bird watermelon... unparalleled.

[fatedevour]

  ‘ . . .  ‘

   He’s staring at the candy cane in hand- and then straight up bites through it.

   ‘  . . . Another year and I still don’t see the appeal.  ‘

[bearfoottruck]

I know a bunch of us feel like we're under a crunch lately, so here's "The Crunch".

[hymnostic]

can i admit that i secretly really really want some of those horrifically expensive sweets that look like crystals that always come up on instagram

[daria-s]

The Crunch

too much too little too fat too thin or nobody. laughter or tears haters lovers strangers with faces like the backs of thumb tacks armies running through streets of blood waving winebottles bayoneting and fucking virgins. or an old guy in a cheap room with a photograph of M. Monroe. there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock. people so tired mutilated either by love or no love. people just are not good to each other one on one. the rich are not good to the rich the poor are not good to the poor. we are afraid. our educational system tells us that we can all be big-ass winners. it hasn't told us about the gutters or the suicides. or the terror of one person aching in one place alone untouched unspoken to watering a plant. people are not good to each other. people are not good to each other. people are not good to each other. I suppose they never will be. I don't ask them to be. but sometimes I think about it. the beads will swing the clouds will cloud and the killer will behead the child like taking a bite out of an ice cream cone. too much too little too fat too thin or nobody more haters than lovers. people are not good to each other. perhaps if they were our deaths would not be so sad. meanwhile I look at young girls stems flowers of chance. there must be a way. surely there must be a way we have not yet thought of. who put this brain inside of me? it cries it demands it says that there is a chance. it will not say "no."

[calkale]

@airlocksandaviaries

monkeycatluna on ig

[milkpretzels]

tried to take a video with my roommates cat

[cholvoq]

My Bill Cipher Design!! He’s so shapes…..

+ my inspo board bc a LOT inspired this design 😭😭

[cyanbeetle]

Punks