"You touched my heart from across the world." @carmillameowstein - Tumblr Blog

anxietyproblem

turing-tested

the worst part about washing dishes is having to jack off all the silverware

turing-tested

shout to all of my friends who supported and encouraged me to make this post despite my reservations ♥️

orpheuslament

i love tragedy i love circular narratives i love ppl who cannot escape their fate & characters that have been dead since the beginning

helenaferron

“You will always go into that tent. You will see her scar and wonder where she got it. You will always be amazed at how one woman can have so much black hair. You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast. You will always run away with her. You will always lose her. You will always be a fool. You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear. You have already done all of this and will do it again.”

― Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless

hilarioushumorfromouterspace

squeakitties

the human eye has evolved to be able to detect more shades of green than any other color! that's because there are so many fucking leafs

antikate

Current mood

spartanlocke

mood. and alternatively:

saintofpride201

I raise you:

puffy-sphere

weaver-z

Okay. So a lot of Catholics seem to think that gay sex is a sin because it is performed without the intent of procreation. Thus I give you the worst theological conversation starter of all time: is gay sex still a sin in the omegaverse equivalent of the Catholic church?

#oh shit #GOT EM!!!!

dagny-hashtaggart-deactivated20

Y’know it’s funny that a guy named Carl Barks is famous for creating the character Scrooge McDuck, a self-made plutocrat duck named after a Dickens villain, given that his own name sounds like if a dog were a communist

45percenterthen

footnoteinhistory

“Oh, you know, you realize that grief is perhaps the last and final translation of love. And I think, you know, this is the last act of loving someone. And you realize that it will never end. You get to do this, to translate this last act of love for the rest of your life. And so, you know, it's– really, her absence is felt every day.

“And ever since I lost her, I felt that my life has been lived in only two days, if that makes any sense. You know, there's the today, where she is not here, and then the vast and endless yesterday where she was, even though it's been three years since. How many months and days? But I only see it in — with one demarcation. Two days — today without my mother, and yesterday, when she was alive. That's all I see. That's how I see my life now.”

-Ocean Vuong, NPR