Person A owns a flower shop and person B comes storming in one day, slaps 20 bucks on the counter and says “How do I passive-aggressively say fuck you in flower?”
Omfg
MY TIME HAS COME
so you’d need a bouquet of geraniums (stupidity), foxglove (insincerity), meadowsweet (uselessness), yellow carnations (you have disappointed me), and orange lilies (hatred). it would be quite striking! and full of loathing.
im no Florist but I thought I’d try my hand at such a beautiful gift of absolute loathing
I reblogged this pic free like two hours ago. I guess I have to reblog it again.
a bunch of specific-body-part-fetish porn artists come together and draw a single character in their respective styles, each doing a single body part, creating the most terrifying image ever made by humans