the edges of our lives

The world would be far too neat a place if the things that puzzled us were always, eventually, explained.

[jholtzmann-deactivated20161205]

[cinegasmic]

[studyandlove]

me [searching the beach with my child]: sorry honey, doesn't look like there's any sand dollars left

child: can't the ocean just make more of them?

me: and cause inflation? destroy the sand economy? jesus christ Tiffany, use your head

[maxofs2d]

[weloveshortvideos]

the only running man challenge i need

[rionsuke]

Can you believe that this is the first FinnRey fanart I’ve ever drawn?

(The original comic is right here!)

[puberty-two]

I SEE YOU TINA FEY

[mtv]

this is a masterpiece. 

[franksars]

Rest in peace, Kenneth Ellen Parcell.

[kaijuno]

Observation: I have never broken a bone Hypothesis: I am boneless Data: I appear to have broken at least two bones in my foot slipping on the ice Conclusion: I have at least two bones. Strong evidence suggests the possibility of a third one. 

[kaijuno]

I’m an astrophysicist. 

[deepdickpizza]

[sinbadism]

this mans life has been torn apart

[thebestoftumbling]

[studyandlove]

this is so dumb but it makes me laugh so much.

[myulteriormotive-deactivated201]

Scottish Twitter is fucking wild

[ceruleancynic]

every time i see this the fairy liquid one cracks me the fuck up

[gosimpsonic-deactivated20190116]

[ccgwrites]

To see Jane Austen’s writing desk, you have to go to the British Library in London. It’s in a glass case in their Treasures of the British Library display, across from one of Shakespeare’s folios and a few cases away from some Beatles sheet music. It is a very small desk, and foldable, designed to be easily stowed away, which it must have been often; Austen wrote in her parlor and would hide her writing whenever callers stopped by. At the British Library it is open, with very small spectacles pinned to one corner and the tiny notebook that held the first draft of Persuasion lying on top of it, splayed flat so you can see Austen’s fine, precise handwriting. Under the shadow of that desk, the disciplined confinement of her novels acquires visceral force. This much space was she permitted, and no more. In the display case next to Austen’s desk is Dickens’s first draft of Nicholas Nickelby, in a notebook that dwarfs Austen’s entire desk, with generous margins and looping, scrawly handwriting. It is impossible for me to imagine what Austen might have done with that kind of freedom, that kind of certainty of her own right to take up space.

The Real Mr. Darcy (via msfehrwight)

[etherslide-deactivated20181207]

“Why I Wasn’t Contracted to Write Beauty and the Beast” by I have no idea who, and desperately want to know.  If anyone does, please tell me! Edit:  Through knmajorblogs I have discovered the genius behind this piece of art.  The genius in question is LordJazor !  Thank you!

[weicheidarling-deactivated20240]

“she warned him not to be such an apocalyptic fuck hat to strangers” “for who could ever learn to love such a cock waffle” BLESS THIS IS THE GREATEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN

[raccoonfootproductions]

Reblogged recently, but worth reblogging again.

[didyouknowmagic]

Nothing can top this lol

[jessicaxtina]