I’m The Same As I Ever Was

Maybe. Having a good time. That’s all anyone needs to know.

[angel-derangement]

I hope I’m not just a url to you guys but also… a profile picture

[moon111111]

[natoapologistblocker]

Certified The Economist classic. They are just a parody of themselves

[pocketss]

Ummm she's literally sensitive :/

[argumate]

I keep thinking this! very frustrating

[argumate]

fuck!

[demilypyro]

best case scenario Digital Circus gets remembered in a similar way as Steven Universe: a show that was Really Fucking Good and had nuanced characters and interesting things to say, but the audience wasn't quite ready for it and it imploded into a discourse ball. four years from now I expect to see lesbians drawing Jax like she's a renaissance muse the same way people still draw Pearl or Lapis

[fu-boss]

Real life Road Runner

[sahonithereadwolf]

Looney Tunes is real and happening outside.

[dancing-crow]

good lord its feet really do spin around in a circle when going fast

[motherfucker-unlimited]

I don't give an amazing digital fuck

[oneheadtoanother]

idk anything about this but I love it

[minmos]

i hope tumblr users never stop talking about punk music i think we deserve this

[pjackk]

Can you fly utward

[targetedknowledge]

[ishdaj]

Interlude 11h // one moment of weakness

My last commission of the current batch! It was lovely to work on a Worm fanart.

tip jar

[bug4932]

does everyone know that i like rachel a lot. its important to me that you know that.

[v1leblood]

its hysterical canary is smack dab in the middle of gold morning. the apocalypse squad and their best friend theyve just met: bicurious pop star

[bug4932]

taylors fun afternoon with pals amv

[dhrupad]

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Akhtari Bai, even before becoming Begum Akhtar, was a colossus. She possessed the natural grandeur of the petite, heavy gait and was usually unconcerned about negative gossip. When told that someone was being personal or derogatory, she would ask with mock disbelief–Accha! aisa farma rahe they (Oh! was he really speaking this way?). And then would call that person over and give such a powerful dose of the ‘clever, magnanimous chiding’ that by the end of the encounter, her aura stood redoubled in the eyes of the offender. She also had an eye for khandaniyaat and recognised the noor of a face irrespective of economic status. Her life was spent in developing her proteges and searching for differing states of emotion–the heartbreak of a girl of seventeen, the search of a mature damsel for an ideal man, and the tragedy of the woman of experience. She also expressed several forms of love–adulation, deceit, and passion of soft, cunning, and valorous men. 

–Lucknow: Fire of Grace