the-oddest-inkling:

Nobody understands the bond between a girl and the mediocre book she read when she was 13 years old.

bob-belcher:

pancakeke:

imgonnafucktherobot:

astraldemise:

thebooknotthemovie:

astraldemise:

astraldemise:

astraldemise:

girl i know i love old boats and they got into accidents all the time and i wouldnt exactly regard an ocean liner as a not horrifying mode of transport but i just remembered we used to have those fucking balloon airships. i dont like planes myself but thank god we started making air transport out of shit that wasnt 100% flammable

ALT

domt like that

girl they used to catch fire for no reason and kill everyone

THAT WAS ONE TIME

it happened a few times

okay now list  all the plane crashes. thats what i thought

planes only crash when they’re stressed due to lack of enrichment. airships explode on purpose because they love exploding.

ashstfu:

ashstfu:

hmm. maybe u were put on this earth to make art and write bad poetry and create silly little playlists and being kind and maybe tearing up a little bit when you see old people eating alone

also. taking naps and being silly and saying hiiiiii

zegalba:

I-80 highway through Wyoming. nicknamed The Sisters, for the three sets of hills that create an optical illusion of the road rising into the sky

lolmemez:

Post rage regret. 🥺

afeelgoodblog:

Most patient human on earth

digital-magus:

ceevee5:

firstfullmoon:

ALT

Megan Fernandes, from “Fabric in Tribeca,” in Good Boys

secondlina:

I drew a little something for the Hiveworks micro comic summer~

Hiveworks Comics

It's time! Today is the day. Share the comic you've been working on all summer with the tag #MicroComicSummer

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toneelspeelster:

true queer representation: queer teacher getting absolutely annihilated by the queer students

kosmogrl:

catchymemes:

prokopetz:

One of my favourite bits of media history trivia is that back in the Elizabethan period, people used to publish unauthorised copies of plays by sending someone who was good with shorthand to discretely write down all of the play’s dialogue while they watched it, then reconstructing the play by combining those notes with audience interviews to recover the stage directions; in some cases, these unauthorised copies are the only record of a given play that survives to the present day. It’s one of my favourites for two reasons:

1. It demonstrates that piracy has always lay at the heart of media preservation; and
   
2. Imagine being the 1603 equivalent of the guy with the cell phone camera in the movie theatre, furtively scribbling down notes in a little book and hoping Shakespeare himself doesn’t catch you.

orpheuslament:

a lot of you know me for the “my psychiatrist asks me about friendship & i tell him about distance” excerpt but its been almost a year since i wrote it & the whole piece still resonates so i thought id share (x)