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anthenia

The Lords Of The Rings // characters // items // titles.

gugumbathraw

digitalfrontiers

wittyworm

These were for a class assignment,

coraline and the other mother

did-you-know

Frog and Toad were probably more than just friends. Author Arnold Lobel told his family he was gay 4 years after publishing his first Frog and Toad book, and, according to his daughter, the pair are ‘of the same sex, and they love each other.’ Though he never publicly linked them with his sexuality, she thinks ‘Frog and Toad was really the beginning of his coming out.’ Source

karenplaysnancydrew

nancy’s like: ewww gross fuck this gum. i mean. imma still take it… imma still steal it tho

hogwartzlou

you can tell a lot about someone based on their phone background. it shows what’s most important to them

uss-clairvoyant

Reblog this and put what your phone background in the tags

#that possum in the leaves

Holy shit

I haven’t been on here in moooooooooooonths. I finnally got my laptop screen fixed only to find out that it still works like shit. Lags so much on this site that i can barely use it...which sucks..cause i miss tumblr and i wanted to try getting a pen pal on here.:(

purpleprosegang-deactivated2022

Michigan Gothic.

- You ask your friend where he was born. He holds up his hand and points to a spot on his palm. “Oh, you’re from Grand Rapids,” you say. “No,” he replies, “look closer.” You do: there is a tiny house on his palm, with tiny parents waving up at you, asking if you’d like some lemonade. You aren’t thirsty.

- The coney island on the corner is open. You walk inside and order some gyros, then walk out for a cigarette, but find yourself in Flint. You go back inside, into the same coney island, then leave again. Now you’re in Grosse Pointe. It’s all the same coney island. Your gyros are getting cold.

- You’re driving through the Upper Peninsula, and stop for gas. The pump dispenses nothing but unrefined, crude oil. You enter the station, but the attendant only speaks ancient Cornish. A horn blows: the hunt begins.

- You cross 8 Mile and enter the city of Detroit. Your eyebrows are stolen before you travel fifty feet. Then your socks. Then your kidney. Eminem asks you if its pronounced “de-TROIT” or “DEE-troit.” You have no answer, and he hands you a can of Vernors. It tastes like road salt, and regret.

- Faygo. Its everywhere. You go into Meijer. The shelves are lined with Faygo. You go to school, and they serve Faygo for lunch. In the pipes of your house: Faygo. In your veins: Faygo. Moon Mist, if you’re not mistaken.

someonecanloveyouforever

Favorite Movies: Robin Hood: Men in Tights (1993)

so over living in detroit

totinos

mmhmm yep you know what’s up.

anthonyamorim

have you ever stopped liking somebody that you liked a lot and suddenly notice that they are a shitty person and realize how blinded you were by how much you liked them