also into cats.
#this is a prime example of how the springtime severely affects these magnificently hipster creatures #usually dwellers of dark side alley bookstores and thrift stores #these creatures usually never see light except when attending music festivals or when acting in obscure plays #here these strange beings have claimed this rock as their own #the wild ginger hipster #also known as a karen #perches atop the rock as to alert others around that this is now a hipster territory #the alpha hipster aka the gangly giraffe hipster also known as a ‘matt’ #stands atop the rock guarding his mate the karen #the sweater hipster is also known as the arthur and is renowned for wearing strange sweaters#hence the name #the arthur stands the other side of the rock as the alpha male as not to start any fights over the only female in their tribe the karen #the arthur is also marking his territory with classically hipster blue converse which would rid any mainstreamer from their path #nature #it’s amazing isn’t it (via senorpond)
here in the dark, dark forest this is the thing he has wrought. This body of mismatched limbs and sunken eyes, graveyard mud clinging to the crevices of blood-stained skin. What holds it together, keeps those tenuous limbs from falling back to the earth where it belongs? There is a hand, whittled down to the thinness of a stillborn babe’s, white like bleached bones. Sometimes, that hand comes out, curls against the jagged red line that curls into a mockery of smile across his throat. The breath that wheezes carries the sound of rattling bones.
“He cannot speak,” Theon is told, “but he remembers.”
