tfp doodles, sorry
reading my little sisters diary
حقول متدرجة في حراز، اليمن. ١٩٩٧
Terraced fields in Haraz, Yemen. 1997
Everyone always talks about flying cars this and flying cars that.
When the only futuristic gadget I want that doesn't exist yet when it SHOULD are those cup noodles from Cowboy bebop where you just pull the tag at the bottom of it and the noodles are instantly warmed.
where is the future I was promised?
The Los Angeles House: Decoration and Design in America's 20th-Century City, 1995
Suzanne von Aichinger @ Christian Dior Spring/Summer, 1998 Haute Couture
Am I cute? No. But do I have a nice personality? Also no
Imagine how fucking loud Lost Light must be. People are trying to sleep and all you hear is Treat Me Like a Slut blasting at full volume at Swerve's. There's like fifteen people out in the halls drunk off their asses shooting at each other with lasers and screaming (Whirl and Rodimus started it.) Magnus walks out of his hab to deal with the noise and they all scatter like roaches