AH YES, THE SCALENE TRIANGLE

ambassador-of-anguish:

shouldertappingghosts:

If I was a famous author I would publish a book with ten different endings which all went to print with varying degrees of rarity, but not tell the fans about it so that I could watch their confusion as they disagree over how the story ended. Then when they figured it out I would ‘come clean’, telling them that I had released eleven alternate endings and watch them panic again as they all try to find the last ending.

This is perfect.

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mexican-lassiter:

mrpicard:

allanson:

leonardnimoy:

their rock pose

omg

they look like the wiggles

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yoccu:

faun-songs:

“And light shines in the darkness” the murals spoke.
The only light your eyes see is through the bottom of the glass.

this is so gorgeous i cant stand it this is the kind of stuff i want to be able to make

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princesspunani:

#missing #Detroit

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rejectmediocrity:

sharnacious:

When I first got to Seattle, I took a walk around my new neighbourhood, Greenlake, to get to know the place. And by that I mean I went and found the nearest fro-yo shop. As I was rounding the corner back to my house I saw the most glorious thing sitting on the sidewalk: that cat, right there. That glorious, weird-faced cat. He came right up to me and we had a cuddle and I made sure to take a picture. Mostly because how can you verbally describe that face, am I right? 

I went inside and was all, “So, Lauren, there’s this weird looking cat.” And she’s all, “The white shaved one with the face?” And I was all, “YEAH!” That’s how that conversation went. She told me that he hangs around the neighbourhood and is super friendly. 

After that, every time I left the house or came home, I was hoping to run into the cat again. When I went out the other day for a walk (read: to get fro-yo), he was across the street chillin’. Maybe a little bit of illin’. (I have no idea what that means.) But this time he had a name tag.

AND IT SAID “MISTER FACE”.

Holy shit. That may be the most perfect name for that cat. I can’t even… Ugh, too good. 

Anyway, I think Mister Face should be famous on the Internet. He’s obviously way more fantastic than all those other Internet cats (sorry beloved Grumpy Cat and Lil Bub, but it’s true). The only problem is that I’m afraid of Reddit. And everyone knows Reddit is how cats become famous. 

So somebody who is not afraid of Reddit should post some pictures of Mister Face so he can become famous. Then when people are all, “Excuse me, ma’am, could you hold the elevator for me?” I can be all, “Um, I discovered Mister Face. What have you done?” as the door closes in their face. 

MR….FACE….

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astrall-cooties:

I WILL FUCKING FIND OUT WHO YOU ARE.

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boywitch:

cosmicam-amor:

boywitch:

why people on the internetdo a shouting? small letter, small voice, small baby bird. thank u

What?

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lesbianathogwarts:

asianpredator:

domodisciple:

asianpredator:

itsdeepforhappypeople:

strangeharpy:

edgebug:

sprightlyvigilante:

the year is 2066. physical contact has been outlawed. hug dealers tenderly embrace people in the dead of night and shady people hold hands in dark streets

i want to read this novel

I want to write this novel.

I want to edit this novel.
Sounds like we have a plan.

I want to produce the movie

I’m directing the porn parody

I’m buying the porn parody

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metallickah:

unrealthings:

batreaux:

this is my linen closet, *shows you some towels*
and this is my lenin closet *shows you communist propaganda*

#Bed Bath and Bolsheviks

#communism works on paper but not on tile or marble

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