Certain Words Can Change Your Brain Forever And Ever So You Do Have To Be Very Careful About It.

I was high off my ass last night and had this dream where I was in this dense ass forest and sitting there was a tall woman. She was so tall I couldn’t see her face but she was wearing gold and I was like “uh…hi?” And she said “I made you, do you know that?” And I nodded and she was like “I hear your thoughts. Why do you hate my creation? Why do you try to destroy yourself? I made you perfect as you are. Please don’t break my heart”. Then she started crying and it flooded and I woke up with fucking heart palpitations like what does it Mean™️????

yoooo guys these wings my dad made look INSANE i can’t wait to try them tomorrow

something about everything neil gaiman has ever done feels like the root of a broken tooth. sometimes it’s this sort of jarring delight: it’s being six and shoving the tip of your tongue into the hole where your tooth was and tasting the metal of your own pink, enflamed flesh. sometimes it’s viscerally horrific: it’s shattered bits of bone embedded deep in an exposed nerve that you didn’t even really believe you had until just now. sometimes it’s indescribable but somehow universally acknowledged: it’s the taste of your own mouth and knowing something only by feel and the exposure of the parts of you that weren’t ever supposed to know air. the situation adapts, the formats change, the experience shifts, but the core experience of it is always the same

I simply think that if a company decides to remove a show from their platform entirely, they should have to give the rights and the digital copy of that show back to the creators. The fact that the creators of Infinity Train, OKKO, and Mao Mao have no access to the work they put so much money and effort into is completely absurd.

not a girl - ashe vernon // i want you to know that i'm awake / i hope that you're asleep - car seat headrest // asoup on tumblr // gleipnir - walton ford // grief lessons: four plays by euripides - anne carson // us against you - fredrik backman // saint bernard - lincoln // war of the foxed - richard siken // the hunger games - suzanne collins // belovéd - yves olade // dishes in the sink by david showalter // rbhvelo on tumblr // crime and punishment - fyodor dostoevsky // the oresteia - aeschylus // birds hover the trampled field - richard siken // the torn-up road - richard siken // how simple - hop along // beach life-in-death - car seat headrest // study of a man - thomas couture // september affirmation (don't be afraid) - keaton st. james

this is a poem

Y’ever read something and have understanding that has eluded you interminably suddenly stop, curl up, and snuggle neatly into a fold in your brain because a new way way opened to it?

y'all ever reach the end of google