The Drowned Halls
Ko-fi
Cosimo Galluzzi
cherry valley forever
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸

Janaina Medeiros

@theartofmadeline
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DEAR READER
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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trying on a metaphor

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Cosmic Funnies

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oozey mess
sheepfilms
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

祝日 / Permanent Vacation
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
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@sunflowerfortunata
The Drowned Halls
Ko-fi
West End Girl by Lily Allen (2025)
YouTube Visualizers
“4chan Stan” // “Pussy Palace”
“Madeline” // “Sleepwalking”
“Let You W/in” // “Relapse”
All visualizers directed by Charlie Denis
Lily Allen - West End Girl
Carrie Fisher, October 21, 1956 – December 27, 2016.
1980 photo by Douglas Kirkland.
i’m obsessed with the mum from ponyo. driving single lane on a cliff edge? drift those turns in your nissan cube. husband has to work an extra shift? tell him to fuck off in morse code. pet fish turned into a child on your driveway? adopt her. town drowned in a tsunami? leave your 5 year old in charge, he’s the man of the house now
i’m trying i’m trying i’m trying i’m trying i’m trying
"Would you rather use the app? :)" I cannot begin to describe how much I wouldn't
I want to start a podcast where I read submitted short stories and let people know where to find other works by said authors. Is there anyone that might be willing to write or submit a previously written short story (say like, 12 pages or less?) to be apart of an experiment of sorts? Willing to take the plunge with a beginning voice performer and storyteller?
I’m needed to read more, and create more, and I think I have a voice built for this stuff. Help a girl make her dreams come true, she’ll help your get your word out! 😘
Let me know lol
(Also let me know of any tags I should add)
Well, this was a massively pointless exercise, but at least I learned the hard way what isn't worth my time.
my little brother & i are having a scholarly debate about mornings
he’s like if an enlightened sage was a 22 year old metalhead who likes to rollerblade in the house
Look, if you're having a bad day, here's a 6,000 year old pig-shaped pottery pot.
My day's been fine can I still have the pig pot?
Have a row of them
I need a gif of Catherine Ohara taking a sip of her drink after Joel storms out STAT
A group of far-future linguists and archeologists suddenly *poof* into existence in front of me. One is holding a tablet. "What is the difference between 'red sauce' and 'tomato sauce?'" they ask me. "The distinction is not clear in extant texts from this time and place."
"Uh, they're the same thing," I tell them. "Who are you?"
"Yes!" the being with the tablet exclaims.
One of the other researchers groans. "No! My thesis...months of writing wasted..." One of the others comforts them.
"Now, what is this object for?" The first researcher holds up a discolored, dinged-up plastic object. It's clearly been buried in the ground for quite some time, but the two holes and the scuffed plastic window are distinctive.
"That's a cassette tape. You record music with it."
"Interesting, interesting." The being enters something on the tablet.
"How are you speaking English?"
"Sophisticated translation technology," one of the researchers confides. "We are students of your society. From the future."
"What does this pictogram represent?" The researcher with the tablet turns it around so that the screen faces me.
It's the eggplant emoji.
"Sex," I say. "Why do you need to ask me this if you can time travel or whatever? Can't you just go wherever you want to go and look around and see how these things are being used?"
The beings shift guiltily and look at each other. "Technically, travel to times and places prior the advent of time travel is strictly prohibited. Paradoxes, you know."
"Oh."
"We must get back before our advisor returns to the lab. Just don't tell anyone you saw us, alright? The space-time continuity depends on it. Can you do that?"
"Uh, sure, I guess?"
One of them pats me on the head. "And don't go to Mars."
"Okay. Wait, why? Is it dangerous?"
"No. Just not worth it."
The group disappears in a shimmering light.
The cassette clatters to the sidewalk behind them.
Out of befuddlement, mainly, I pick it up. It's clearly old, discolored and scuffed, but it still has tape in it.
I carry the tape around in my pocket for a while. The curiosity builds. I want to know what's on that tape. I don't have a cassette player anymore, so I go to Goodwill and pick up the first one I can find, praying that it still works. I plug it in. It turns on.
I slide the tape inside. It's dirty, but it still seems to be in decent shape. I snap the player closed and hit play. The wheels begin to turn. I hold my breath.
A familiar tune starts up. A wobbly voice comes out of the machine.
We're no strangers to love
NIGHT LIGHTS