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never not reblog.
...at which point I curled up into a ball, realised this woman will never be my wife, and basically went
"forget it then"
...and died.
Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.
— Brian Eno, A Year With Swollen Appendices (via volumexii)
this was like two years ago
but anyways so in this one part of my house there’s these three steps but omg they’re deadly
one time i was eating cereal and i slipped and fell and passed out and my cereal got everywhere. My sister said the last thing I yelled before I passed out was
"MY CEREAL!!!"
i’m not ashamed of this anymore this is real this is me
I’M CRYING LMAO I’M FUCKING CRYING
I laughed out LOUD.
going back to school after the nice holiday break and seeing someone u don’t like
imagine getting drafted into war and seeing your internet buddy there
"holy shit, is that you, bongfucker666?"
Your car hits like a bitch.
His bike fucking exploded.
AND HE JUST FUCKING WALKS AWAY
Does he even have shoes on
jesus christ
For the first time, Legolas witnesses death, or what death does to the beings around him. He doesn’t understand that. It’s not part of his comprehension. He’s an elf; elves don’t die, they’re immortal, and so I wanted to try and portray in that moment this utter confusion and bewilderment at Gandalf not being with us, and where could he have gone? This is what death means.
—Orlando Bloom
so I’m having some difficulties adjusting to Peter Capaldi starring in a family show
I will stop reblogging this when it stops being perfection.