tfw you’re an Evil Tome
Evil Tome Thursday
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Love Begins
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ

Kiana Khansmith
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Xuebing Du
Not today Justin
hello vonnie

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will byers stan first human second

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Cosimo Galluzzi
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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tfw you’re an Evil Tome
Evil Tome Thursday
I am alone. I don’t need any comrades, they’re not worth it. I end up worrying about things I shouldn’t. They say humans are social animals, they can’t live alone. But you can live pretty well by yourself. I tell you, instead of feeling alone in a group, it’s better to have real solitude all by yourself. Cowboy Bebop (1998-1999) dir. Shinichiro Watanabe
My car won’t let me plug in an mp3 player, so in order to listen to “Welcome To Night Vale” while traveling I have to burn episodes to CDs. A bunch of empty CD cases rattling around isn’t exactly aesthetically pleasing, so I designed these covers. If you have three episodes per disc, these covers are enough for every episode thus far (that’s 33 of them). Feel free to use them yourself!
Strawberry Cheesecake Cake Roll
Amber Valletta by Jean-Baptiste Mondino, 1996
In the light of your forgiveness let me open up to you
And I will let you see the war inside of me
lose your ribbon-garter in the street for your beloved to find
Advertisement with heavily pink color palette voice: Hey feminist kween! Your legs are hairy as fuck and that’s horrifying! Girlboss, your hair is a labyrinthine maze of knots and radioactive grease! Soul sister, if odor down there were authoritarianism, you would make Stalin look like an anarchist. Buy our product, you hideous bitch, and maybe God will finally turn his gaze upon your wretched body. #TheFutureIsFemale!
is anyone else startled whenever someone casually says your name at the end of a sentence?? like “that was really insightful of you ___” or “thank you for helping me ___” because it’s like: i exist to you??? you associate a name with my presence??? you think of me??? i’m going insane
If she's your girl why is she tearing me asunder
Veronica Lake and Alan Ladd in This Gun for Hire (Frank Tuttle, 1942)
The Company of Wolves (1984) dir. Neil Jordan
“Your body is a t e m p l e. A temple of blood rituals and pagan tributes. A lost temple. ” —welcome to night vale, ep. 29 (subway)
Night in Venice (by Milamai)