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Modern art
The sadness of the past is with me always.
F. Scott Fitzgerald to Zelda Fitzgerald (via wordsnquotes)
And the present and the future
Oh I’m an asshole.
So today pulling into Stop and Shop, this lady cut me off and nearly drove into me, and then, when I tried to pass her, she swung to the right and nearly hit me again, and then flipped me off.
So somebody is having a bad day and taking it out on me. That’s fine. It’s harmless, and I don’t know what’s going on in this woman’s life. I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt she’s not just a piece of shit and is just having a bad day.
But then I park and she follows me, and gets out of the car and starts swearing at me and getting in my face.
Now I go from “indifferent” to “I’m gonna fuck with this woman’s head.” Now I would say I’m a gentleman of size, and in all black and bemohawked I probably look spookier than I actually am, so props to this lady for getting in my face. Now of course I’m not going to hit her, or even threaten violence. That’s shitty. Nobody should get threatened with violence.
Instead, I take a step back, narrowing my eyes like I’m studying her face really closely, and then I touch one of the several piece of “occulty” jewelry I’m wearing (none of which, by the way, are magicked in any way at all). Then I mumble some nonsense under my breath, and then make the fig gesture and the horns at her.
She stops, wide-eyed.
“WHAT THE HELL DID YOU JUST DO TO ME?”
I chuckled, and shake my head. “Nothing at all.” I say in a not-terrible convincing voice. “But every time something bad happens to you today, you’re gonna be thinking of me.”
Then I winked at her, and walked away.
Reblogging for @craftingmagick’s on point commentary.
oh daaaaaamn
no offense but i hate myself and hope i die in my sleep
Ol girl smooth forgot she was at work…
This is my fav
He is so talented! I love him!
WHOAAAA!!!
Yes
Birth Certificates are just receipts for human beings.
how and where can i return myself
it took me 10 years to realized his head went into the shape of a leg
Omfg
We should fear this guy
ohhh no thank youuu I’ll pass on that cliff thing
did he just go into the water with shoes on?
he just rolled backwards off a cliff and your only question is why he still has his fucking shoes on
Oh, honey. Goddesses don’t speak in whispers. They scream.
the countess // room service (via ta-ta-tate)
When someone threatens 2 call a SWAT team over to ur house
im rotting no one notices but dear god im rotting my heart is numb and my motivation is dead