I have a very big crush on u but sadly I am only a little bug and u are a garden
How I feel about religion. God should be presented as what he is, love and kindness. Stop using his name to justify your racism, homo phobia and sexesim
Not gonna lie, this is pretty cute.
game of thrones meme ✭ (1/4) deaths → viserys targaryen
heller — to hella
je helle nous hellons
tu helles vous hellez
il/elle helle ils/elles hellent
passé composé: (avec avoir) hellé
Hello. I’m fine. Just busy always. I hope you’re well too, nonnie.
Been really absent from tumblr lately because of school and work. I’ve overextended myself a bit.
Bright side is that I saw Neil Gaiman speak at my university last night. REALLY cool.
Yeah. That’s all. I have a paper to write.
Have you ever felt a potential love for someone?
Like, you don’t actually love them and you know you don’t, but you know you could. You realise that you could easily fall in love with them. It’s almost like the bud of a flower, ready to blossom but it’s just not quite there yet. And you like them a lot, you really do. You think about them often, but you don’t love them. You could, though. You know you could.
My god the accuracy of this statement
This song has over 1200 plays, but the post only has 138 notes. That means for every one like or reblog on this post, somebody played the song close to ten times. Goddamn.
Thursday is a lost cause, but we will keep on fighting. We will get up, say “Yes! Today is a different day than before!” believing this against all evidence, eating food like that matters. Going to jobs that mean the same thing as they did before, but cast in a new light by our own optimism, which will slowly drain away until all that is left is the movements and thoughts we’ve had before. Echoes of ourselves, underlined to emphasize the lack of emphasis.
Coming home, drifting home. Aimless homeward wandering into a kitchen that is too small for our needs, and eating food that isn’t what we imagined it would be. And watching television that means more to us than our jobs. And, finally, falling asleep – in which we dream of the Thursday that could be…if only we lived Thursday to the full potential of its Thursday-ness, not expecting it to be anything but Thursday, embracing every inch of its Thursday reality, and living each Thursday moment anew, only to wake the next Thursday, and again impose, unsuccessfully, our imagined Thursday onto the unyielding frame of Thursday. Our Thursday. A lost cause."
Welcome to Night Vale
Episode 41 - WALK(via sweetsweetlisteners)
"All the beauty in the world was made within the oppressive limitations of time, and death, and impermanence."
-Welcome To Night Vale Episode 42 (Numbers)
I made a couple posters based on a line from the end of episode 42 that stood out to me. Hope you like them.
Because it’s pathetic, Tish, Ok? It’s pathetic that you can’t rise above all the superficial horseshit that’s whirling around you. I mean, why is it, why is it that some people can’t see a good thing when it’s standing right in front of them, huh? What is it that screws all that up? Can you tell me? I swear, you’re like 2 years old… more interest in the wrapping paper than in what’s inside.