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buddy lamps are in aisle 5

Lookin for a midnight treat
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Damn the last line now feels like a must have for my dnd campain
I feel like if you scream at a small animal loud enough it would simply explode
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So i really dont know how to deal with things atm
As I feel surrounded by a vacuum in this apparently empty room I beg for seemingly distant whispers answering the echos of my mind so I would kindly ask u all, the ghost of past memories and hopeful future may I reach answers thru shared wisdom Mistakes are the food nurturing our growth and as many wise man said one has to learn from the path they took till now but what to do if the some lesions u got are wrong how does one unlearn the fiction they bought as fact ?
Resist the itch so they won’t start to bleed ?
Suppress the sneeze only to make it worse ?
Does not panic in face of a phobia ?
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would anyone want to help me with getting a salad named after me ?

Dashcon 2 venue dropped
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nah not sure if we all where in the same class
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god i still got no idea how to work/interact on this site but guess i should reblog more stuff


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what i would give for this level of inner peace
bum bum bum bum
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well i do feel like i have the craziest stalker ever now

































Via @iamdylancurran (Twitter)
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Finally found out how snowballs grow, its just a bit cruel that ppl throw them for fun
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Tilda Swinton risked arrest waving a rainbow flag in front of the Kremlin in violation of Russia’s new homosexual propaganda bill. And she wants everyone who can to reblog it in solidarity.
Guys please reblog this, it won’t ruin your blog, this is important
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L L Let’s get ready to ramble
I’m laying here puzzling about what to write and while I have many pieces in front of me there is yet a spark to be. As I look for my muse I started to ask why I do this why I ramble on and on every night if it was only to clear the near endless fog clouding my thoughts a more privat place would be enough as an island in this stormy sea but yet I choose this billboard to lay myself open for the world to see. In this rat race against my own thoughts i see the simple joy of sharing one’s self is the wind in my sail bringing me back to this island. And oh what we do for the wondrous and unexplainable gift of joy to explain it would be a task of godly strength as in itself there is no gain. Joy will not pay our food or make it, while this may not be wrong its also not right joy is a light in this world and while one might starve throu a lack of food does one not also starve throu a lack of joy ?
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sleepless 2
And thus I once again stand in the very place I strived to avoid even if the one leading me here time and time again is the very soul most reluctant to do. So I repeat the chase in my Frust and in my slipping grip of this world I try to entertain myself with these senseless rants of incoherency. Trying to release some of the plaguing flood of thoughts swirling in my mind tho they might find better company in the void they first sprung to life, this weird public yet hidden cave I shout into gives myself a place to play make belive in the most poetic ways I can articulate
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so i heard u should post some stuff so others know u aint a bot sooo
im just gona put my half asleep ramblings on here but there is nothing good in there i was just really sleepy
Oh Hypnos why must u jest with me as I seek your delightful gift of rest keeping it just out of reach like hell making me abandon all hope as I enter your realm in search for liberation of my woes that the waking world brought about, keeping the fruit dangling just above the endlessly deep pit of my own thoughts making it me who keeps what I truly seek away.
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