In A Heinous Mood

your worst goddamn nightmare or beck

[m-arvel]

it’s just you, me and that dangerous crow boy you won’t shut up about between us

[i-will-write]

[copepods]

leitmotifs never get old to me like holy shit dude there’s this melody that corresponds to this one guy and if you hear the melody it means the guy is there. holy shit. and sometimes it refers to ideas too not just guys. has anyone heard about this

[duckapus]

Sometimes something fucked up happens to the guy and their melody gets fucked up too. Sometimes the thing that fucked them up also has its own melody and when the first melody gets fucked up the second melody gets mixed in

[copepods]

no fucking way dude. are you serious

[doubtsandloves]

Maxwell Gordon Lightfoot (British, 1886-1911) - Study of Two Sheep, c. 1910

[m-arvel]

little dumpy of my most recent funky buildings

[m-arvel]

did i buy these pens thinking they had white ink? yes. yes i did. anyway anyone know any super vibey white gel pens?

[m-arvel]

“So now you’re trying to get them to hang you? You do, and I swear I’ll — I’ll —”

“Like in one of your songs, my ghost will hunt down your ghost and never give it a moment’s rest.”

[m-arvel]

haymitch and lenore dove did invent the concept of love actually and they need to get out of this book right the hell now

[m-arvel]

the political zeitgeist(s) in HG will always be such a carefully crafted ordeal— the mirrors are there (abet tucked in exaggeration) but by god effie trinket is mother bullhorn she’s such a brilliant character in how terrible she is BC

(BC as in before conscience)

“Listen, everybody. There is something bigger than you and me happening here. As we all know, the Hunger Games are a sacred ceremony of remembrance for the Dark Days. A lot of people lost their lives to guarantee peace and prosperity for our nation. And this is our chance — no, it is our duty — to honor them!”

like by god this is pure brilliance it almost touches on satire maybe it always has been granted i did read the other books before my brain was fully developed

[m-arvel]

effie’s arrival literally shocked me like an electric eel …she’s going to lowkey make everyone feel worse because she doesn’t have a conscience yet but by god she will serve in her 4 stacked black hats

[m-arvel]

i’m screaming about the hunger games so i am coming back to my ROOTS Y’ALL ARE ANY OF YOU HERE

[weltenwellen]

Anaïs Nin, The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920–1923

[typewriter-worries]

remember, green's your color. you are spring.

Roses, Vincent Van Gogh | Picking Flowers, Pierre Auguste Renoir | Green Wheat Field, Vincent Van Gogh | Water Lilies and Japanese Bridge, Claude Monet | Avenue of Schloss Kammer Park, Gustav Klimt | Entrance to the Public Gardens in Arles, Vincent Van Gogh | Sorrow Is Not My Name, Ross Gay

[tendermimi]

— Mahmoud Darwish, Poetic Regulations

[typewriter-worries]

[ Text ID: I haven't died of love yet, ]

[akaiiros]

this actually is rewiring my brain as we speak

[sggk]

In my Sad Wet Snoopy era

[sggk]

[a-muted-palette]

Susumu Takashima