point to the sun

i never had the wings. indie oc. written by sydney

[northpointed-blog]

the entire history of human desire takes about seventy minutes to tell.  unfortunately, we don’t have that kind of time.

[icarusthought-blog]

noanomalies.

          ❛  nah, but it sure sounds like you’re takin’ it that way.  ❜

‘  i’m sorry, don’t you know what high fashion looks like ? they should be puttin’ me on the fuckin’ runway. 

[icarusthought-blog]

noanomalies.

        ❛  not always.   – why, you gotta problem with real style or somethin’ ?  ❜ 

‘  you tryna tell me somethin’  ?

[icarusthought-blog]

@noanomalies

‘  you always wear that jacket?

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parapsyched.

      “oh, i know all about that. i’m like a BIG LEAGUE VAGINA JOCKEY.”

(  tentatively reaches for a high-five.  )

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scruffy looking flynn for @icarusthought / @calculatedfate !

[icarusthought-blog]

with his educated eyes / and his head between my thighs

willflynn aesthetic for @daedaluse

[cinecat]

Roll it, Scotty. 

[icarusthought-blog]

ncphesh.

( @icarusthought )

      he sits on just the edge of the seat of the cafe, ignoring the cold, neglected cup of coffee. he just wanted a place to sit; and he felt obliged to buy something in order to keep the returning waitresses happy. his hands are shaking, and skip’s sensing worry off of him.

      his phone vibrates. he goes to pick it up. it slips out of trembling fingers and onto the concrete. the glass cracks. the screen shatters. it’s the second phone he’s broken since he came back.

      “fuck.”

‘  oh, shit, dude !

(  of course flynn’s here to witness the entire event unfold. his first instinct leads him to pick up the phone for the other and scoop up all the little broken pieces of glass into his palm. as if that might save its life. he nudges the other’s dog out of the way so it won’t cut its nose or anything. he’s trying to save a life, here.

finally, he lifts it up towards the other, taking notice of his shaking hands. he’s been there too. minus, y’know, the breaking the nice phone and all.  )

‘  uh, i think the screen still works a little, but you’re gonna end up cuttin’ the fuck outta’ your hands.

[dailychrispine]

[toreth]

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amcricanmouth.

     “Egg nog egg nog egg nog egg nog egg nog egg nog egg nog egg nog egg nog egg nog egg nog egg nog. Egg nog, yum.”

‘  you gonna share or what?

[dailychrispine]

Chris Pine with J.J. Abrams and Oscar Isaac at Disney’s D23 Expo 2015

[icarusthought-blog]

starter call !

[lifeinpoetry]

I want to stay in this / story where nobody gets hurt.

Stevie Edwards, from “For the Handsome Academic Nursing a Local IPA, Explaining How Heroin Isn’t Any Worse Than Drinking,” Humanly (via lifeinpoetry)

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parapsyched.

   “WORSE ain’t the issue, turns is the issue and it’s a thousand percent YOURS. you can’t hold the bird shit day against me, though, you know i got a thing with BIRDS. it’s from livin’ with– you remember my apartment from way back? always pigeons comin’ in from god knows and struttin’ around like they’d signed a lease. I GOT A THING WITH BIRDS.”

‘  i know. i don’t trust birds. actin’ like they own the sky and shit. we all got a thing with birds. i can deal with it bein’ my turn, but come on. relax. take a sec. we gotta get grass out later, anyways. 

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parapsyched.

    “alright, THE FUCK?! turnover on this goddamn tilt-a-rex is WILD today– what is this, survival of the fittest? anyway, however, if he does hurl, this one’s on you. i got the one first thing this morning– takin’ bets on PUKE COLOURS though.”

‘  come on, you know i’ve cleaned worse. remember when that bird-thing got loose for a day and took a giant shit by our booth? that was me, pash. that was all me.