Meanwhile, Back on Earth...

Aw, Fuck.

[coldcoldlampin]

[shittysadpossumposts]

[blackpyrefly]

DOOM (2016) coffee shop au

[aflo]

[aletheius]

Has anyone ever tried to get a Keurig screen to run DOOM?

[sixpenceee]

Rocket launch seen from the International Space Station                          

[boredpanda]

Japanese Artist Depicts The Typical Life Of His Pet Hamster, And The Result Is Adorable

[memes-r-memes]

[spencerthespacer-deactivated202]

[fox-in-the-wheat-deactivated202]

THIS IS THE HARDEST I HAVE LAUGHED IN SO LONG YOU HAVE CURED MY DEPRESSION

[sugarbbqp-deactivated20180430]

Hand holding during sex, that’s that good shit

[lovelustquotes]

[justbadpuns]

A thief attempted to steal paintings from the Louvre in Paris, but was caught 2 blocks away when his van ran out of gas. All the thief could say for himself was: “I had no Monet to buy Degas to make the Van Gogh. But I tried for it anyway because I had nothing Toulouse!

[planetwierd]

This makes me angry.

[falseknees]

We all are.

[my-aesthetic-vibes]

The stars are perfect

[neilaglet]

D3FIC8R

[sixpenceee]

Goodyear illuminated tires in 1961. But they were commercially too expensive to mass produce.

[isnt]

Wanna hear a sick tune I’ve been working on?

[igivegoodhedge]

Absolutely. I already love it.

[wordsnquotes]

“The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him… a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death. Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create – so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, his very breath is cut off from him. He must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency he is not really alive unless he is creating.”

— Pearl S. Buck

[wordsnquotes]

““I have a lot of work to do today; I need to slaughter memory, Turn my living soul to stone Then teach myself to live again.”

— Anna Akhmatova, The Complete Poems of Anna Akhmatova