100starlings

“Books don't offer real escape, but they can stop a mind scratching itself raw.”

[furtho]

Thomas Forster’s cloud studies, from Researches About Atmospheric Phenomena, 1823 (via here)  

[crookednose]

[harrisonford42]

[chipper671740-deactivated202006]

are you ready to suffer?

[carterrogers-archive-deactivate]

wow i can’t believe kylo is gonna die in ep viii

[heythereney]

[100starlings]

i miss you

[marxvx-deactivated20170329]

20 minutes into ‘surrealism and chill’ and he gives you this look

[sjavftusifuj]

GOD PLEASE WATCH THIS IF YOU HAVE NOT

[queeringfeministreality]

Oh. My. God.

remember when u used to go over to ur friends house and youd go down to the ‘computer room’ to the dads old shitty desktop computer and sit on the giant black leather computer chair and ur friend would show u charlie the unicorn and epic rap battles of history type stuff on youtube while thier younger siblings bugged you for a turn to use the computer

[firejutsu]

my grandma downloaded pokemon go this is so pure

[shysmitchell]

[tribute-to-nothing]

[gotitforcheap-deactivated201611]

if you were born in 1999 technically you’re a willennial and not a millennial because that’s the year Will Smiths critically acclaimed and 3 time grammy award winning album “Willennium” was released 

[illumahottie]

I’m absolutely in season 5 right now.

[100starlings]

@leftclausewitz

[penguintim]

[boxrocketcomics]

[sandandglass]

Bill Maher on The Late Show, July 14, 2016

[nyrbclassics]

I never wrote poems in summer. The blossoming and resplendence were too sensuous for me. In summer I was melancholy.

Robert Walser, from “Poetry (1),” collected in Girlfriends, Ghosts, and Other Stories

Girlfriends, Ghosts, and Other Stories, a new collection of Robert Walser’s writing, is translated by Tom Whalen, with Nicole Köngeter and Annette Wiesner, goes on sale this September

(via nyrbclassics)

[forkeepsblog]

Wear the romper. Eat the cheese. Send the text. Say sorry when sorry is due. Don’t ghost people. When you say goodbye for good, mean it. Don’t drag the thing out selfishly with mushy texts because you aren’t ready to be alone. You can be alone and it won’t kill you. I repeat- you can be alone. Be a respecter of stories you don’t understand. This world is tough and confusing. People need grace to figure stuff out. Stand with them. Ask them questions. Just be a present body in a world grabbing for attention. Accept invitations to art shows and cooking classes. Say yes to Tinder dates. Forget the person who made you feel like you had to have every answer to every problem you’re facing. You are evolving. You are adapting. You, just like the rest of us, are trying as hard as you can. We are all in a club we never talk about. We are all members with badges and stripes of honor. We all have a lifetime membership to this club with no meetings called, “trying the best we can.

Hannah Brencher (via thoughtsforbees)