rust and string

I am an alcoholic asshole who makes fun of everything I love. I sew, sing, sass, sketch, sober up, and go to school.

[gentlemanhoneyfarmer]

[vaguelyangelic]

Now I’m not normally into poetry but I love this so much

[drunkvanity-deactivated20161113]

this is by far my favorite thing.

[hippity-hoppity-brigade]

ADHD Gothic

You have instructions written down. You don’t need them, but you check them anyway. Somehow they’re different from what you remember. Have they changed since you tucked the paper in your pocket? 

You realize that you’ve lost your train of thought. You can’t remember what you were thinking before. There is only your present thought, now a loop of panic at your lost memory. 

You stop in the middle of a room. Why are you here? Which room did you come from? You leave the room and remember what you were going to do. You walk back into the room. Why are you here? 

You bring up an inside joke with a friend. They look at you blankly. They do not remember this joke. But you were there when I made it, you argue. They were not. They are not the friend you are thinking of. You realize it was your other friend, from work instead of high school, with blond hair instead of brown, tall instead of short. You do not know how these two friends are so similar in your mind. 

You refer to every experience as happening “the other day.” Was it three years ago or yesterday? You try to remember context clues. Time is not real. 

Someone asks you for an important piece of information. You have not thought about it since you saved it on your computer, labelled very clearly. You search through your files. It is not there. You find it days later by accident, labelled with a cryptic set of codes. You don’t know why you would label it this way. No one else uses this computer but you. 

You are running late. You are always running late. 

You have lost something. You check everywhere. You check everywhere again. Someone tells you to think of when you last had it. You don’t tell them that is the problem. 

You reach the end of the page. You can’t remember what you just read. 

[rageofages]

weird noises: happen in the wee hours

me, unaffected: the only supernatural and ominous force in this place is me and i was here first, so whatever and whoever you are you need to Go

[maaarine]

MBTI & Actors: Carrie Fisher - ENFP (x)

[gaymergeek]

Another reason to adore Carrie Fisher she is so frank and honest. 

[finkspiration]

CARRIE EFFING FISHER

[kateordie]

I fucking LOVE HER.

[crafts-chicks-and-cats-deactiva]

Making the burgundy dress.

Design, patterns and sewing made by me. The dress is renaissance inspired, with some personal modifications. The whole dress was hand sewn, including the hems. More pictures of it and a tutorial can be found on my blog.  

- Maria Heller

EDIT:

Would anyone be interested if I wanted to sell the Burgundy Dress? I don’t know if I could sell the original, because it’s made to fit me, but I could make an exact copy of it. It was entirely hand sewn, and so would be the remake, and it would take me at least a month to sew it all. So I accept commissions for custom made remakes of this dress, completely handmade. Please message me for more details if you’re interested.

[han-leia-solo]

cause you feel like home….(X)

[harktorambler]

[princess-peachie]

YES YES YES

[gailcarriger]

So much Madame Lefoux!

[slydig-deactivated20160315]

why be rude when you can be nude 

[rageofages]

[originaljediinjeans]

“Hank Henshaw”: looks like he could kill you is actually a cinnamon roll but will still kill you

[swan2swan]

I was on the bus thinking about Harry Potter tonight and I remembered the part where the Dementors all show up at the Quidditch game, and I remembered how they were all looking up at Harry, and I wondered why they would all be staring at him, and then I realized that it’s because he has two souls in him.

[pieandhotdogs]

On this note, wouldn’t that also be a reason why Harry would have had a more negative reaction than his friends (even Ginny)? He was hearing his mother’s voice as she was protecting him, which in itself was his worst memory. but the Dementors were also forcing the piece of Voldemort to relive its worst memory as well… The memory of being ripped apart by the curse that backfired. No wonder Harry passed out so often.

[sasskarian-archive]

I literally never thought about that.

[puppyvegeta-deactivated20190313]

omg…

[marauders4evr]

HOLY

[arctic-hands]

Oh FUCKING HELL, you just made me realize that it wasn’t Harry’s memory that was his father telling Lily to take Harry and run, and it wasn’t Harry’s memory of Lily screaming.

Here I was, just eating a cup of applesauce under the 14-year-long assumption that the reason a small infant was able to remember something was because this was a fictional world of magic, but no, now this entirely reasonable and somewhat less terrifying bubble has burst and I’m never going to recapture that innocence. 

I’m going to fucking bed.

[fairydryad]

Crow queen

[spiritwalker1985]

Holy crap thats awesome

[pomodoko]

First OPM fanart, inspired by this adorable fic by Potato Jesus.

Commission Info

[firefly-in-repair]

[s-kinnaly]

…I honestly didn’t think to get this far, at first it was just a doodle then…suddenly it’s a wallpaper :p ….He’s ruining my life…(and I don’t mind tbh XP) 

[yeltumpar]

I <3 William Shatner on Twitter

[lifeisducky]

I love how they respond to him, as if he is actually a captain, even more.

[grandpafucker-deactivated202310]

Nasa confirmed for huge fucking nerds

[lordicexx]

This is awesome and priceless and people that work on space stuff are the best people of all time.

[prettyarb]

Honestly this just about brings me to tears.

Roddenberry, Shatner, Nimoy, Nichols and all the rest of the original Star Trek cast and crew had no small role in making the moon landing as important as it was.  A few years before they set that lunar module down, this little TV show came along and fanned the dream into wildfire with an image of what humanity in space could actually look like—not only peaceful on our own world, endlessly curious, and prosperous enough to pursue it, but an active force for good in the greater universe.  Carrying not what’s most toxic about us, but what’s best about us out to the stars.

Everybody who has worked at NASA or any other space agency for the past 50 years is waiting for the day when that unmanned probe doing a flyby on a comet can be controlled from the bridge of a space-faring vessel.  When we’re not just looking at that comet through a color-coded sonar map, but we can look out a porthole and see it tumbling by with our own eyes.  When as a species we can finally outgrow hate and fear and violence, and turn our faces with joy toward all the beauties and wonders that lie waiting to be discovered.

And every time he does this, Shatner is reminding them of what that hope feels like.

[audrizzle]

This was too great to not repost.

[ghostgreen]

so ever since i was a little kid i had this idea that the Hero of Time, despite all his adventuring, would want to settle down and live a quiet life afterward.

i can totally see him as the type of dude to just want to hang out with horses all day long. not a princess-marrying type, if you get what i mean. 

(i’ve had a lot of time to think about this ok)