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thinking about this elevator again
Do not trust me with the little cap serving to serving size myself adult tinctures. I do not know, clearly, what the correct dosage is.
In other news I’m taking suggestions for cool and interesting things to watch that my current brain will be able to understand. He is Processing Slowly
your cat was an honor to see in the window
if you've ever pet more than a few dogs you'd Know what dog residue is
Getting your back blown out on a random weekday will render you immune to being terminally online. Sorry but I cannot get into fandom debates I am too busy being fucked into nothing more than an imprint in a mattress
taylor swift would release a 30th special edition of the tortured poets department to block the vampire lestats spot on the billboard chart and within 24 hrs travis kelce would go missing
— Time passing isn’t an apology. (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
Modern day Loustat Jacob Anderson and Sam Reid for Entertainment Weekly
Amaka Umeh as DEE PHARMA
THE VAMPIRE LESTAT | 3.01 "DETROIT"
I saw the image of my dream lover before my eyes, clearer than life—much more clearly than I could see my own hand. I talked to it, cried before it, cursed it; I called it [...] Beloved and foresaw its ripe, all-fulfilling kiss, called it devil and whore, vampire and murderer. It lured me into the most tender and beautiful dreams, and into vile shamelessness; nothing was too good and precious for it, nothing too low and bad.
— Hermann Hesse, Demian: The Story of Emil Sinclair’s Youth, transl by Damion Searls, (2013)
Nobody was doing it like Mary Magdalene. Tits out. Standing on a mountain. Holding a skull. She’s like the lesbian catholic hamlet. Aesthetically an absolute win for the gays.
Like if I was some peasant girl a few hundred years ago who visited a church or an Italian noble’s house and saw THIS, I’d be signing up with the nun recruiters they sent to my village school on the SPOT.
I just had a flashback to a past life.
I don’t understand why tofu isn’t a bigger thing for sensory sensitive eaters. I marinate it I fry it I never worry about it being undercooked because it’s already edible from the package and also it’s consistently the same texture every time. I blend it up in a sauce and now my noodles and sauce has protein without any fuss or functional taste difference. I’m too tired to make a lot of shit happen food wise so I cube up some firm silken and let it sleep at the bottom of my ramen broth and now it tastes like the ramen. Tofu you are my love forever.