we’re literally floating on a tiny planet in fucking space why are we surrounded by hatred and misery. why can’t everyone just calm the fuck down and lay on some grass. the sun is a GIANT BURNING ORB why does money exist. fuck everything
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Why has it suddenly just got really cold this wasn’t a slow gradual transition it was just instantly fucking freezing
She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it).
The Starks, at everyone: If you like pineapple slices on pizza, I hope you like pineapple slices on your children’s graves because you’re weak, your bloodline is weak, and you will not survive the winter.
i’m sorry. i can’t come to the phone right now? why? oh. cause i hate talking on the phone please text me instead.
after all that talk about Italian anime openings and 3000+ notes I have to inform you that the woman who sung 95% of Italian anime openings from late 80s until early 00s has released a new album today
of duets
with famous Italian singers
and yeah they’re singing the best of Italian anime openings
I told ya this is serious business
you: this generation wants to fuck vampires and shit, what happened to when vampires were scary?
me, an intellectual: vampire stories literally developed as a way to explore anxieties and fears around sex, you’re supposed to want to fuck them, that’s the point
me, a 15th century peasant: i wrote them about the plagues that cursed our village, do not assign your horny victorian vampire pamphlets to me
Music in the soul can be heard by the universe.
i’m rereading dracula and honestly once it gets into the main plot in england it drags a bit but the opening chapters hold up as some of the most entertaining stuff ever written. like is there anything more delightful in all of horror literature than the rapid escalation from “dear diary: just had a delicious chicken dinner here in rural transylvania, the scenery is beautiful and the locals are so cute with their quaint superstitions” to “dear diary: i made it to castle dracula and things are…pretty weird actually” to “dear diary: i am a prisoner here, the count keeps eyeing me hungrily and also i just watched him crawl down the side of the castle like a lizard so uh. Im Fucked Bye”
some language textbook: learn those simple phrases to be able to converse with native speakers of your target language 🙂
me: i refuse to open my mouth unless i master the subjunctive and recognise all regional accents