Old habits die hard...
Grace at 3 am with what’s left of his sleep deprived brain struggling: hot buns this is the best essay I’ve read all year. I’m giving this student two stars
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Love Begins
taylor price
YOU ARE THE REASON
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Kiana Khansmith

JVL
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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The Bowery Presents
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
Mike Driver
Cosimo Galluzzi
EXPECTATIONS
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hello vonnie
Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Old habits die hard...
Grace at 3 am with what’s left of his sleep deprived brain struggling: hot buns this is the best essay I’ve read all year. I’m giving this student two stars
double subway wall armand because he's sparkly. so glad to see my king talking people off the cliff again <3333
ngl i was genuinely expecting something like this
thinking about eva stratt crafting a coffin for her friends. the very best coffin, full of every piece of pirated media the entire world has to offer. crafted for maximum comfort, this coffin, with every bit of authority available to her, which is all of it.
and then thinking about all the people who call her cold or uncaring or clinical about what she has to do to save earth. eva stratt, who had silly t-shirts and vodka and favorite meals stored in the Hail Mary and treated with the same level of importance as the finely tuned equipment and the centrifuge the entire planet relies on for salvation.
and then thinking about eva stratt nodding and saying, “yeah, I’m pretty awful. that’s why i’m in charge” with a neutral expression and even believing it. as if crafting the most beautiful coffin and homage to her soon-to-be dead friends won’t haunt her always.
thinking about eva stratt being the first person on the “eva stratt is a monster” train, welcoming ryland grace aboard and knowing she believed in him more than anyone else.
it’s fine, really it’s fine and normal and eva stratt makes beautiful coffins for the people and things she cares about.
things that I believe in my HEART are on the Beatles' message to Earth (Project Hail Mary)
taumoeba (obviously)
instructions on how to use taumoeba (obviously)
50+ hrs of unedited footage of Grace fucking up a bunch of stuff in the ship
so much info about Eridian language
1700+ hrs of unedited footage of Grace and Rocky fucking up a bunch of shit in the ship
Cannot emphasize how much info on the eridian sentence structure there is here
a weirdass knit sweater pattern that takes people weeks to realize is for Rocky
literally hundreds of pages of Grace just describing Eridian linguistic history which like honestly isn't even his field why should we even listen to this guy- (hes the only one to ever fucking met an intelligent alien Dave. we'll take him at his word)
Why the Goldilocks Zone is for Idiots Part 2: Biological Diversity all across the Petrova Line (subtitled "We haven't found them yet BUT THAT DOESNT MEAN THEY DONT FUDHING EXIST-")
what are essentially just those reaction videos "Alien watches Legally Blonde for the first time" "Alien gives thoughts on movie Cats (2019)" "You'll never believe what this Alien thinks of the movie Fantastic Mr. Fox"
Grace's modified cardigan charts because someone was asking for them on his Ravelry and he never actually got around to posting them
(people have already fully recreated this cardigan just months after his launch. but they appreciate it)
very respective, kind eulogies for everyone who died in this mission (Grace AND Rocky's crew)
a lace shawl pattern inspired by the petrova line with a beaded fringe. knitters everywhere weep in despair because those instructions are gOD AWFUL, the man had 0 (zero) test knitters AND THERES NO PICTURES FUCK
Rocky make Grace cringe compilation statement
Grace's final goodbye to Earth ig
#girl who is clearly healed and doing okay
something totally normal to have memorized off the top of your head, baby girl
my favorite thing about louis is he's a business major in a world of theater kids. everyone's playing psychological games with each other through theater and rock music and the fractured art of storytelling and he's like "but what are the margins on my vampire hotel"
It’s so fucking bananas that the last straw for Lestat in that meeting was finding out that Louis was getting 45% of merch profits on his tour. What kind of joker ass motherfucker becomes an investor in their ex’s crash out??? Louis Du Pointe Du Lac no one ever did it like you
I'm gonna post this now for no reason at all :)
ohh i'm daniel molloy. i sold millions of copies of my best-selling novel. i'm a beast at bowling. i've got the french bengali smokeshow pinned against the wall. man fuck you
showing up to kill a man’s whole coven and rip out his spine and burn him alive. in converse high tops.
louis de pointe du lac your heart too big your swag too fire your eyes too green. they’ll kill you
He's doing so well
THE VAMPIRE LEMUEL in INTERVIEW WITH THE VAMPIRE 3.02 ↳ insult received as compliment.
I am burning the candle at ends I didn't previously know existed.
This shit's like a hydra, every time I burn an end, two more grow.
This candle has more ends than angels have eyes. And they are all burning at once.
I am a fire hazard.
This candle has become some indescribable horror, a visage so far beyond comprehension that I am frothing at the mouth whenever I dare utter its description. A vile conscience that has awoken to discover an insect dares to contain it via metaphor into a constraint it does not desire and it has begun to *thrash*
I fear the discovery that this candle is me, I am this candle, and with each burning another piece is forever lost as vapor into some empty space beyond my reach, and with each click of the lighter something primordial in the weave of this thread-thin wick flinches
But it's, like, whatever. I got shit to do. Fuckin' light the whole lump of wax, let's go
What the fuck have you people done to my candelabra?
I mean, if you just keep going it will eventually be a sphere and it's fine.
Is that where stars come from?
I don't know, but it sounds like a great opportunity for me to definitely learn the wrong lesson here!