#these years

[pooklet]

happy thing y’all

[euesworld]

"My heart; broken in two.. my soul; lost without you."

These years; silken with greed.. our hands; clasp as we breathe - eUë

[midwestgender]

isn’t it weird that we are experiencing the past right now. its so odd that one day not so far off, in the year 2120, my childhood and the experiences i am having right now, at this moment, will be as intangible and distant as a teen in the 1920s is to our generation. our political squabbles will be long gone, all of the people involved also long gone, with only the systems they impacted and created left standing. sure, maybe a kid born in 2010 will live to be a hundred and some change and they can try to articulate the era as best they can, but really, what do you remember about the president when you were a kid? you remember what your parents talked about, and maybe if you were attentive what blared on the news. maybe trump feels different to us, but that might just be our perspective. maybe someone who can truely remember the era for its most incredible injustices will live to tell their story in a hundred years. our fashion styles might be silly and outdated or just plain impractical. they will look back at us and wonder why we didnt do anything about everything that was happening at the time, why we all seemed to care about the wrong things- hindsight is 2020, after all. is just so odd that one day i am going to be nothing more than an indirect ancestor, a great-great grandfathers best friend. can you imagine? imagine everything you ever did on your computer, on your phone, being published someday. because although we cared about our security when we were alive, it is up to our descendants to decide if the dead have the right to privacy (and we all know their curiousity will win out). maybe in the year 2167 a fourteen year old will be able to search up everything i’ve ever done of the internet by social security number (an outdated concept, maybe, to them) and be tasked to right an essay about how my internet use was impacted by the politics at this time. idk its just crazy to think about. 

[souvlakispac3station]

vabbò, buonanotte così

[juice450]

yeah okay

[water-weaving]

The strawberries want to say they are very pleased with your followers. Since you have been Chosen, so many years ago, not a single false prophet took the Anon Mantle to soak it in strawberry colors and hide their deceiving shape. The strawberries acknowledge this respect. The respect will be returned.

indeed. for whom should speak of the many-eyed Powers but their most loyal of servants? all bow in due reverence, heeding the Sacred Words - for nourishment shall come, and joy!

[lonelier-version-of-you]

Me @ me: Why don’t you write some meta about Henrik’s autism and then maybe you’ll calm down.