I Think We Could Reform Pangaea If We All Tried Hard Enough

sorry to disappoint you, but i’d rather stare out of the window, listen to music and create fake scenarios in my head than do those worthless mortal tasks

the funniest character headcanons are feral, homophobic and tax evader i dont accept constructive criticism and you cant change my mind

where is my morally grey villain that pushes me against a wall and threatens me with a knife looking me in the eyes after their eyes lingered on my lips for just a split second?

I just want to wander a thorn-covered castle by candlelight, write you love letters as a storm thunders outside, and drink red wine as I read poetry by the fire.

Centaur in Love (illustration), 1987

Featured in German art magazine.

i really feel like this