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Talking about 180 degree longitude for the foreseeable future, you’ve been warned.
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Oh Jacob you move me so much
In my mind, Jacob Elordi’s Creature and Rory Kinnear’s Creature sit at the same table and I love them both dearly
can someone remove my curse
Is there a tutorial for learning how not to be so damn anxious at every new turn in life?
they should invent a brain that doesn’t whisper bad things to you
Ep. 3 of solo leveling s2 and still no beru
never forget the universal rule of the order of things: People Will Not Read It
signs at stores? émail? menu ?? instruction ? post online ? caption with andswer to question ? group hand outs ??? street sign ??? no. The Written Word Is The Enemy
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La chute de la maison Usher (Jean Epstein, 1928)
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they need to add two extra hours after ten pm where time doesn't pass so you can do some nice reading before bed
imagine: you are chilling in front you your house getting high. along comes an old family friend who you last saw when you were six, you are now in your 50s. after a brief convo where he is kind of a dick to you, he’s like damn you’ve changed :/. and your like yeah bestie it’s been five decades why the fuck are you here. he leaves. later that night a shit ton of people show up and trash your house. just throw and absolute rager. halfway through the family friend from earlier shows up. he announces in full earshot of everyone that he wants you to come with him to rob a bank. you of course say wtf??? one of the people who broke into your house calls you a pussy. another person shoves you a contract which declares if you get shot robbing the bank they will not pay for your funeral. you pass out. when you wake up you find the contract on your table and your house almost completely back to normal. you stare at the contract for a moment and decide, fuck it this is just as a good a midlife crisis than anything.
this is what happened to bilbo baggins
It suddenly hit me I’ve become one of those boring adults who only know how to think about work and pretty much nothing else