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Ok guys! Since I hit my next 1,000 followers, I promised I’d do a giveaway. I do have a lot of taxidermy items, and these little guys are taking up some space. The things one lucky follower will get are:
• 1 coyote skull (no bottom jaw, but teeth fully intact)
• 1 rose quartz (2lbs)
• 1 ginger rabbit pelt
• 1 mouse fetus
• 1 lizard wet specimen
• 3 buffalo teeth (the largest is a molar)


Rules:
• Must be following me.
• ONLY reblogs count. You may like the post to be able to check on it or for convenience, obviously.
• You do NOT have to live in the US! I’ll ship worldwide :)
• PLEASE do not reblog this if you are a giveaway blog. I think that’s self-explanatory.
• Giveaway ends on October 31st.

*** I will be checking if you are the winner for if you follow me. If the winner does not respond within 24 hours, another winner will be chosen. I will not be announcing the winner publicly. ***
Good luck, and happy fall!

Also, feel free to ask me any questions you may have. I’ll be glad to help!

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Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possible have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that. If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.