if you aren’t hyped about synthetic life and colonizing space then get out of my face
non-binary genders date back to ancient egypt if not earlier and yet people still act like they’re some kind of “tumblr trend” like what else from 2000 bc are you not gonna believe in? roads? beer? locks?
the pyramids are a myth perpetuated by social justice bloggers
feels a little like remembering something
that never happened. As if you’re a
memory I made up one morning, still
half asleep, or a dream that, at some point,
transitioned into reality in my mind.
Some days I’m not sure you existed at all.
Some days I think I must have imagined
the way you used to smile, soft and
sweet, for me. Some days I am afraid
that I loved a flicker; a blip in the truth;
a fragment of impossibility.
My fingers feel colder when I think of you,
and when I press them to my eyes I see
galaxies exploding in the darkness,
and then I am sure.
I could never have created something so
wonderful from the jagged scraps
and lonely landscapes in my mind.
Most days, all I know is that I miss you,
that my body aches with missing you, that
you are harder to reach than the stars
in the sky, and that I love you still,
real or not.
"The darkness will fall".
living in a small town is wonderful
- are there a lot of modes of transportation? nope! you either drive or you’re out of luck basically
- are there a lot of job opportunities? no! of course not
- are there things to do? hang out at the grocery store or go to the only movie theater the town has!
- are the people nice? of course not! not at all!
- are you close to anything interesting? nope! everything interesting happens hours away and you’re stuck in the middle of nowhere
I’ve given up for the day. Maybe I can think of more places to look tomorrow. Or buy another stand altogether. -Gabriel
I have discovered an amazing new game. It’s called ‘Where in the entirety of the world is my music stand?’ -Gabriel
The cats! The big black guy is Binx, he’s a year old and 14 lbs. The tiny thing with him is Cloe, who’s 5 months and 5 lbs.
We have no idea how he fit in that box.
replaying the same level in a video game for the hundredth time
this is extremely accurate
Why am I holding a dog full of angels?
Steve Rogers being a fan of new media and movies and TV and stuff, but kind of missing old radio serials.
Sam and Natasha introducing Steve to podcasts and buying Steve an iPod dock that looks like an old radio, for kicks.
Steve discovering Welcome to Night Vale and absolutely fucking loving it.
Natasha bypassing all of Tony’s security cameras and rearranging his stuff willy nilly and persuading Steve to play along.
Tony Stark being abso-fucking-lutely convinced that the Faceless Old Woman Who Secretly Lives In Your Home is real.
So if you haven’t read Howl’s Moving Castle, The Castle in the Air, or The House of Many Ways, all by Diana Wynne Jones, you should because they’re all lovely and hilarious and her characters rock. It’s also very different from Ghibli’s Howl’s Moving Castle, but in a very good way.