#dissapearing act

[akuisinsane]

die of deathies first one did well on twitta!

[fantasticwolfpenguin]

No one won in this interaction.

Chaos just meme-able chaos

If anyone asks I did not record this I will also delete this if asked by the British Library

[akuisinsane]

[agjumpinbean]

Without Mickey in each photo the focus shifts to the people surrounding him. The attention is aimed at the empty space where Mickey once was . Since the majority of the backgrounds with Mickey take place in similar locations it emphasizes how important his presence is in each picture. The visual context of the location, that being Disneyland support Mickey alot. Many of the people and children shown are posing with cheery expressions that help indicate to the viewer that they are happy beside a beloved character. I do believe that this is stronger as a series because Mickey is seen with many types of people in different situations however the main location is still clear to the viewer. I was glad to find an older souvenir photo in black of white of the same setup, Mickey smiling next to a companion.

[alchemy-online]

GHOSTFACE KILLAH AIR OUT ACTION BRONSON

[network-robin]

-jazz hands-

[leiirdo]

Going, gone.

I know this may sound a little heartless or whatever, but there are times where I just don't want to come home so that my family would have to fend for themselves for a little while. They'd have to survive within my car, because that's what they "need." I'm seriously going broke because I have to give free rides and shit. Knowing my car is probably going to die soon, scares the hell out of me. I get paid half of what I used to because of school and practically everything I make goes to my car. I feel like I'm getting anxiety cause I'm barely making it with each paycheck. Ugh, I can't. *End vent*

[withlovesarahmae]

Dear Dissapearing Act,

You showed up.

Walked back into the room as if its been a long weekend, not over a year.

Part of me wants to hug you.  To tell you I love you, to say how happy I am that you're okay and here and okay.

But part of me's mad.  You dont explain.  You dont even wave.  You acknowledge our once friendship and keep on walking.  It is the casualty of online life I suppose.  States away, its not as if you could come knock at my actual door.  Or that you would even know where that is- I've had three places since you last saw me.

But are you going to say something?  Are you going to ask how I've been?  Are you going tell me why you just left that day, with a lie, no less?

There are holes in the story.  Also I cared, about you, and for you, and so there are holes in me from you.  And your dissapearing act.

If youre afraid to talk, because you know what you did, you should send me a message, or email or letter (I still get mail at my parents house).  You could tell me which rumors were true.  You could tell me why you left the way you did.  You could tell me why you came back now.

There are so many things you could say.

But you have to go first.

-Sarah Mae