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@likeamattoutofhell
YOU OLD
Old enough to forget my own fucking birthday, yeah. Go figure.
Who is dictating that? Is there a constitution drawn up pertaining to how much or how little you can care? I am intrigued by this idea.
My "whole deal"? I am death's instrument, if that's what you mean. I Yes, I suppose. My duty is great, and it means more to me than anything else in this world. I try to limit my caring. My "passion". I like yogurt, turtlenecks, squeaky floorboards, roadkill, and dreamless sleep.
I'm going to watch the cat decompose.
Yes. Strange cases. I try not to describe them as "freak shit".
More the other kind, I'm thinking? Constitution as in, uh... the Satanic Panic game? Dungeons and Dragons.
I can see that. I really can, like - wow. If I spot any roadkill, I'll keep you in mind. I guess. Might as well go to somebody who'll enjoy it Oh, that sounds wron get something out of it.
Watch it deco [User needs Kit to get a load of this. And is reconsidering the roadkill thing.]
Totally. Far out.
How strange? What's, like, your strangest?
[pm] That sounds wonderful! I have some friends who I consider the best, too.
No. Well, one of them does. But most don't. It's hard to find a way to bring that up. And I don't want them to hate me You can ask basically anything, it's fine. You're cool and you know stuff about music, and you let me ask you all sorts of stuff about that.
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Cool. But, if it isn't some kinda dealbreaker - could we keep movie night to dead friends? Just, it'd be easier.
Yeah. Yeah, it's - it's not, like, dinner table talk, or whatever. Always rough to be some sorta secret. It's good you've got somebody to be all of you with. That's real special.
That's I'm n Same goes, man. With the questions. Music's about all I do know, though. I mean, the dead shit, it's just... like, I figured there might be other ways, to, uh, be dead. There's different stories everywhere. If my kinda story's real, or mostly, no reason the rest shouldn't be. What's What ar You have a story, at all?
Lieselotte Rademacher/Lisa Kincaid (& Matty)
Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind Wo sind sie geblieben? Sag mir, wo die Blumen sind Was ist gescheh'n?
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do you wear wigs?
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Can't say I ever felt the need, man. It was kind of a thing, for me, growing my own hair all out in the first place.
Maybe should've given it a go, this one time. It was for a party, right, a friend's birthday. A real queen, and she'd always wanted me to sack up and go drag. It was gonna be this whole, like, cabaret kinda deal. We were about to skip town, the band. So I thought, like, it'd be fun.
I do not follow but this sounds like... emotional complexity. Disgusting. You obviously care deeply. Are you equally as passionate about other things, or only music? If I had to guess, I would say you're probably a musician, is that right?
Right now she is. A dead cat.
Emergency department. It has been a long time since those days, but the pressure to save human lives can be difficult to become accustomed to. Forensic pathology, in comparison, is less "intense".
I don't know how complex it is. Like, music's easier than anything, for me. But, uh, yeah. On both counts. Can't say I ever really care a little, when I do care. Just, like, constitutionally incapable, I guess. So, is death your whole deal? Or are you, yeah, equally passionate about other stuff?
A Seriousl
Yeah, you're pretty serious. For what? I mean, what are you gonna do with it, the cat?
Right. Hell of a gig, all the same. Sounds like you'd see some freaky shit. From what I hear. In this town. Which seems just, you know - lovely.
Oh, an instinct that most parent and parent-adjacent people experience-- Ah, I see. I've never heard a mountain lion scream but I've heard some very noisy frogs that sound... Well actually I don't know if that's an apt comparison since I've never heard a mountain lion scream.
"Anybody bites" as in the... thing in the dumpster? Or someone online?
Oh, man - love that. The frogs, singing. It's just, I don't know, one of those things you only ever get to hear when the world's quiet enough. And how often is that, like - yeah. Sweet sound. Wouldn't call a mountain lion sweet, at all, but. Still a hell of a thing to hear. Wild.
Honestly? The internet people, they seem way more into any kinda biting than this little dude. Think I'm safe.
[PM]
I don't think bad boys have CVs about it.
The lamest. Yeah, I'm not one hundred percent sold on the whole deal. Although being able to bother you anytime I want via the internet is a mark in the plus column, I guess.
Oh! I made a friend who works for animal control! [User debates deleting that consider their friend's other occupation but decides against it.] I can message him if no one comes by for the thing.
[PM]
Just a totally in theory sorta CV. Those references are super real, though.
Dude. As if you've ever bothered me. Like you even could. Come on, man, I've missed you like like my fucking heartbeat, or a real goddamn breath an honest to God dream our songs, playing our songs, together, like they're supposed to b A song, yeah. This'd all sound better in a do your worst. Anytime.
Yeah? Sweet. It's good, you, getting out and into the world, again. See, it's not always gonna be so roug It's not But, if you're feeling like a little more of that - there's this kid, a total sweetheart. She's dead not alive like us, in some other sorta way, so. Chill, to be around. Stellar record collection, sounds like. And real keen on these ABBA movies that got made? I don't know when. Just, if you'd be into it, sometime?
THE CROW (1994) dir, Alex Proyas
@ariadnewhitlock, continuing from here...
[pm] Yes! You can have a friend come! I want to know more dead people, so even if they aren't my dead, it'd still be nice to know them. I don't have many dead friends. Most of my friends are very much alive, and having friends at all is still... weird.
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They're real goddamn nice to know, promise. As friends go, like - the best.
Yeah. Been there. Or someplace close by, anyway. I mean, most of my friends are dead, these days. Just, like, dead, dea Do they know, at all? Your not dead friends. If you don't mind my asking. I'd get it, if you did. And that'd be that, subject totally dropped. I swear.
Cult? No, we're they're not a cult. A commune. But it's not new, it's traditional.
So you have gone to a lot of concerts, then? What's the best one? Was it at Wembley?
Oh Like an actua Far out. Didn't know Maine still had that sorta thing going on. Traditional commune music. Groovy.
Shit, might've played more than I've just, like, gone to? Still counts the same, I guess, so - yeah, loads. Wembley's something else. The energy, off a crowd that size? Fucking tidal. But Red Rocks, at night? With all those stars? Cosmic kinda experience, I swear. And the Stone Pony's got a hell of a place in my heart. Totally different from the other two. Way tighter. Right up close, real personal. There's more, but. Couldn't tell you if any of them are still around. Never know what's gonna up and disappear. Fuck, that's a bummer kinda thing to sa
Those three, though - they, uh, they've definitely made it this far. So chances seem pretty damn good they'll stick around for whenever you're ready to rock on out there. Just, don't wait too lon
[pm] Hi. It's me, Ariadne? If you remember. It's okay if you don't! Since we're both dead, will you please watch Mamma Mia with me?
[PM]
Since we're both dea
Hey, kid, man. I remember. I'm not, like, senil You've got no idea how goddamn ol Probably have some idea, actua Sure, yeah. I've got this friend I might ask along, if that's cool? They'd dig it, is all. And totally blow your mind, b They're also, uh. Dead. My kinda dead, not yours. Whatever that
Definitely not my dog, but is someone not going to pull it out of the dumpster? What if it gets crushed? God, this town just keeps getting weirder and weirder.
Dude, I'm not gonna leave it in there. Cross my heart, hope to d okay, not th. I'm hoping it's got a home, and someone's out looking. If nobody shows, I'll see if animal control's awake. And if they're not, then, uh. Yeah. Guess I'll report back after the dumpster-dive, hey? For the concerned citizens out there.
Sam Claflin in BOOK OF LOVE (2022) dir. Analeine Cal y Mayor
A... connection? You feel very strongly about music. Why? Marcy said it does not count. Normally I wouldn't care about her opinion, but she has something I want. I found someone who may be able to imbibe a coffee in 5 minutes while being in my general vicinity.
Not intense, not really, not compared to my ED rotation. But some would say it's heavy, difficult, or draining. Obviously, I disagree.
Why? I mean, it's gotta be one of the wildest ways we've ever come up with to make some sorta sense of things. And each other. To each other. And ourselves. Like, whatever it is, a feeling, or a story, you're taking that in, letting it move through you, and sharing it out. In this whole other way. On a whole other level, where a total stranger can hear it on the radio and, yeah, connect to something. Even if that's just, like, the sensation. When a drumbeat rocks your heart into your ribs, blows all your breath away. How a sweet bassline'll slip right up inside you, put a finger on your pulse and fucking play it. Music's the freest, unloneliest, body-and-soulest kinda art there is. I figure. But, uh, your mileage may vary, and all.
Marcy sounds like a total killjoy. What's the prize? For all that imbibing. Socially.
Your wh Obviously. Compared to your what, now?
So wait, is it a dog or a child? A very old, wrinkly child in the dumpster who doesn't want a burger?
Which dumpster is this?
It's totally not a kid. Just sorta sounds like one, from a ways off. Enough to tweak the, like, instinct. Kid's crying, gotta make sure they're good. You know? Ever heard a mountain lion scream? It's like that. Uh, uncanny.
Just some dumpster. I'll hang out, see if anybody bites. The night's still young, and whatever.
[PM]
You wanna be a bad boy sooooo bad. Just accept the fact that my momma grew to love you.
The internet didn't have them. Or, at least, not the way I tried to find them. Still getting the hang of that whole thing.
Okay, well, if you bring it home then you're gonna be someone who digs John Denver and is crying and has nowhere to go but a dumpster. [...] I dunno how much I trust any of the weird little guys that show up around this town, ya'know?
[PM]
Wanna be? Harsh, man. My bad boy CV is stellar. I've got references. A shitload.
Seriously? Lame. Lene could find them, if they're out there. She c Yeah, I mean, I was here for it happening, and it's still, like - whoa. Crazy.
But it's Weird feels pretty, uh, relative, we're wei That's Okay, yeah. Okay. Point totally taken. I'll wait up a while longer, see if anybody comes. And if they don't, then - I'll call animal control, or whatever. I guess.