trying to be what you're dying to see

"Each time you turn around, stop for a moment and ask yourself: Is the world behind your back still there?" Kirsten Landvik | Nyo!Norway | Associated with Harvesttalia

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// good news y’all i finally got my about page working

[jennpar]

[reticentassistant-blog]

"Today, you're my little bitch."

He closed his eyes momentarily, then opened them as he sighed, beginning to turn from his current job set to him by Lukas that morning, grumbling, “I’m far from little.”

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“That’s not the point,” Kirsten mumbled, mildly amused at his evasiveness, although not about to actually show it.

“I’m making incense, and I need quite a few things for it.  Here’s a list,” she handed him a scrap of paper which featured not just her list, but also a variety of other scribbled notes and doodles.

“I know that some of it is here in the shop.  As for others, I’ll need help finding it outside.  You do go outside, right?”

[reticentassistant-blog]

He nodded a few times, having taken the list and read over it briefly. She was right, most he knew where to find in the shop, and he placed the list down on the side, as he raised an eyebrow at her comment.

He paused a moment, then muttered, “I go outside…but only for short periods of time - I might catch a bout of positivity from everyone around me, so I have to be careful.”

[lyktemann-blog]

“... Buildings tend to absorb more energy.  Something-something about the metal.  Don’t know all the details, never bothered to look into it.  But ‘bouts of positivity’ will probably linger inside longer,” Kirsten tried to explain.  She wasn’t sure how much sense she was making-- she had never been particularly good at explaining things.

“Which is why I’m using my authority to override whatever task my brother has set out for you,”  (Not that she particularly had any authority...) “The woods, where I suspect I will find some of the things not stocked here, are less stagnant.  Any positivity that latches on will probably be gone by the time you get back, if that is a concern.” 

[illfatedllyarchive-blog]

Bojack Horseman Starter Sentences

Fool me once, fool me twice, fool me chicken soup with rice!

Suck a dick, dumb shits!

You know, sometimes I feel like I was born with a leak, and any goodness I started with just slowly spilled out of me, and now it’s all gone.

Life is a series of closing doors isn’t it?

How do you make things right, when you made things so wrong?

Like I said to Ed Begley Senior….What?!

Life is just one long, hard kick in the urethra. 

Would you like a alcohol?

Stay in the car and turn it around in case we need to leave in a hurry

Where’s my rap? You said you’d write me a rap.

Throw it in a bowl with some bourbon, and bring me a ladle

I don’t like anything about me!

It gets easier. You just have to keep at it everyday, that’s the hard part. But it does get easier.

When you look at someone through rose-colored glasses, all the red flags just look like flags.

No, you did something bad and now you have to live with the shitty thing you did for the rest of your life!

Can we please get some alcohol in my mouth!?

I just spent 6 hours with fonts? Holy shit!

You see, we’re not doomed…

Idea for a new app: an undo button that can undo long amounts of time. Three months. A year. A life. One click and everything could just go back to the way it was.

Hey, this isn’t fair! I don’t have a gun!

You know what the problem is with everybody? They all just want to hear what they already believe. No one ever wants to hear the truth.

Seriously? Am I the only one who knows the extremely popular BBC science-fiction show about the time travelling Doctor who saves civilisations?

[reticentassistant-blog]

"Today, you're my little bitch."

He closed his eyes momentarily, then opened them as he sighed, beginning to turn from his current job set to him by Lukas that morning, grumbling, “I’m far from little.”

[lyktemann-blog]

“That’s not the point,” Kirsten mumbled, mildly amused at his evasiveness, although not about to actually show it.

“I’m making incense, and I need quite a few things for it.  Here’s a list,” she handed him a scrap of paper which featured not just her list, but also a variety of other scribbled notes and doodles.

“I know that some of it is here in the shop.  As for others, I’ll need help finding it outside.  You do go outside, right?”