I am here only to find some interesting pieces of art.
Art = what makes me scream of joy and amazement, also what makes me a fangirl
( avatar: Robot-Mary from "Metropolis")
( other photo from "when the worlds collide" )
writing a garbage essay feels like you’re the cow who gave birth to the two headed calf. in the morning, my professor will wrap him in newspaper and dissect him on a cold operating table. but here he is alive, under the pale glow of my computer screen. he is beautiful. there are twice as many logical fallacies as usual.
It’s 3 am but tos is citrus flavour and tng is strawberry and deep space nine is grape and voyager is cherry and enterprise is blueberry flavour are you even listening to me