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Cosimo Galluzzi
we're not kids anymore.
occasionally subtle
oozey mess
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AnasAbdin
@theartofmadeline
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Love Begins
almost home
TVSTRANGERTHINGS
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@mojorp
lissen i really want to work on the second chapter of Stardust if only so I can put the whole Dick Touch Fic 2k17 behind me but goddammit fucking angara anatomy is going to ruin me why didnât i mcfuckin write about Liam or Cora or literally any other of the squad mates iâm Sufferingâą
My only response is a hearty wtf.
The cannon reason why Link doesnât speak
Being up at 4-5 am is like loading in a level but the textures havenât loaded all the way through yet.
i like this text post a lot because itâs a comparison between two extremely different styles of humor despite it, effectively, being the same joke
Reblog and youâll find money soon!
Yes.
Also weird I reblobbed the other money one last night and a freelance check I invoiced for a month ago came in.
reblobbed
seriously have nothing to lose
Did it once might as well let it stack. At least Iâm not buying loto tickets
You guys, I reblogged this 2 days ago out of desperation. Today I was looking through my old wallet for coins to go to the vending machine because thatâs all I can fucking afford. I havenât touched this thing since July/ August. When I found a disappointing 15 cents in the coin pocket I went to the billfold to see if any coins were in there. Thatâs when I saw them. 5 crisp bills amounting to $22. I literally screamed and danced around my room out of joy before remembering that Iâd reblogged this post.
Tl;dr - This post is fucking magical and actually worked for me.
Iâm broke as fuck. Money gods pls send me like 100k.
I never reblog these, letâs give it a shot. BIG MONEY, BIG MONEY
I reblogged this last week and withing an hour I got a client after a month of silence! Literally gave me money to eat for the rest of the month.
Crazy enough but my mom randomly gave me 200 dollars after I reblogged one of these the other dayâŠ
Reblobbed.
I have a theory that these posts actually gather energy from the wishes of people who reblog them and thatâs why they work. Plus, yanno, they get passed around by witchesâŠa lot. :)
Money money money
Might as well. Happy Friday!
I reblogged something like this and my mom gave me $100 in my Christmas stocking :)
Watch: George Takei sends a message in Spanish about how we can defeat Trump
Oh...oh my god. I've never seen anything more perfect.
Reblog if you're not homophobic
Every url that reblogâs will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.Â
Reblog this you little shits.
Always reblog.
Reblog for god sake
YOU CAN PUT MY URL IN THERE 500 FUCKING TIMES.
He's gonna read up on how not to be stupid.
a little painting inspired by a short story written by @mojowrites
Ahhhhhhh!!! Look at it!!!! I love it! Art inspired by my work makes me wanna cry!
âStand back, kid.â
Fist of steal, but heart of gold.
Ho-Oh Artwork by rajewel
guess who applied @tacobell today
If I come and order something, you better make sure it's one "bell" of a taco.
You can kill people in style with these things! (Source)
I need these now
@mojowrites
I love this with all my heart. I want them all.
1: âHey, whatâs your favorite color?â
2: âBlack.â
I swear to god this is the purest thing
anything you love requires patience
Haha! You hear that? The world needs you if it wants love @grigori-girl !
Tagged by: @hinxzuki-kxyo Favorite anime: Death Parade, Blue Exorcist, and Sword Art Online Video games: Skyrim, Fallout 4, and Zelda Twilight Princess. Last song I listened to: In Between First language: English Tagging: @grigori-girl @black-rose-queen
In a World Of Our Own
After all is said and done, we were the ones who made the choices. We decided what world we lived in, what we did in that world, and what kind of person we became. Even if the world was run by rules, we chose to follow or break them. Dreamers had the most freedom of all. Even the laws of gravity couldnât keep their feet on the ground and their heads out of the clouds. The singers, the writers, the inventors, and everyone in between. They were the artists. The creators of their own world. A limit was just a meaningless word. A word used by people who were too stubborn to understand that there was more than one way to go about life. Existence was only as boring as they wanted it to be. A painter could take hours mixing colors until they achieved that perfect shade of blue to represent the sky as they saw it. Their world was something that was hung in museums for all to see, and people would watch in awe as they peered through the eyes of another human. There were people who would scoff at these great masterpieces though, but that was only because they could never understand them. To them, the world was black and white. No amount of time spent creating, covering, mixing, and starting over would make a difference to those people. That painting would never be more than a waste of time. But the people who saw the complexity within that work of art appreciated all of the time and effort that went into it. They wanted to see what other people saw. A composer could take simple noises and manage to create an entire symphony. They would always carry a song in their heart, and that song could only be unlocked by spending hours writing, imagining, listening, and overcoming all of the obstacles that presented themselves. They put their entire existence into their work, only to be judged by people who donât understand what it took to âthrow togetherâ a little tune. The music that lasted throughout years, and could still be heard and recognized. Some wanted to be remembered, some wanted to share their visions, but all loved seeing people enjoy their hard work. Those who dismissed them as useless noise were quickly dismissed themselves. They werenât the ones that the music was made for; it was meant for those who would dance along. A writer took pleasure in sculpting entire universes with just their words. Arranging them in new ways, trying to put together a new idea. They created exciting places where others would often visit. They would open doors to extraordinary lands, fun experiences, and colorful people. People would gather around and discuss their views on the same subject, bringing them closer. Writers connected people. But doing this was no easy task. Depression, stress, writerâs block. All dangerous to any writer, but the best ones were able to overcome these. They wanted to watch as they formed communities around their own imagination. Fans gathering and meeting people they never would have without that writerâs help. Many other people did similar things. All creating, living, experiencing, and sharing. After the world ends, these are the people who did the most with their lives. They did the things they loved, but they also did things that helped others too. Singers, dancers, sculptors, designers, comedians, actors, and every other person who poured themselves into making something. They are the artists, and they made the world a place worth living. So, if there is something that needs to be made, make it. If there is something that needs to be expressed, express it with pride. Leave a mark on this world while there is still a chance. That chance won't last forever. Everything is going to end one day, so reach out now.
