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“I fell in love with the idea that the mysterious thing you look for your whole life will eventually eat you alive.”
— Laurie Anderson explaining her attraction to Moby-Dick
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the leftovers will taste great tomorrow!
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Nickolas Alm ☁️
Weak? I had NOT drawn those guys like this in a while! Feels good to get back to it. #pascalcampion
noiz
This is my bible. Bye.
sephielya
Anyone else read this with the stereotypical Japanese “punk” accent?
I didn’t just read it in the accent. I felt the accent.
youkaiphilosopher
絶対必要な単語。ｗ
Also good ones:
ざけんなよ。 zakenna yo. You gotta be fucking kidding me.
そんなばかな！ sonna baka na! That’s ridiculous!
出てけ。 deteke. Leave.
何ってたか、てめえ？特殊作戦群の卒業クラスでは一番だった俺は無数のアルカイダに反して極秘の使命に関わったし、公認キルは３００人以上なんだぞ。游撃戦兵で、自衛隊の最高の狙撃兵だ。てめえなんてありがたりの目標、それだけ。間違いない、この世に見たことない正確にぶっこわすぞ。ネットでそんな悪い口なんて許せると思うのか？考えなおせ。話しながら日本中のスパイネットワークを呼んで、IPをたどってるので、嵐のために準備を。生活と言う可哀想さの殲滅を持ってくる嵐だ。お前はもう死んでいる。 nan tte ta ka, temee? tokushu sakusengun no sotsugyou kurasu de wa ichiban datta ore wa mukou no arukaida ni hanshite gokuhi no shime ni kuwatta shi, kounin kiru wa sanbyakunin ijou na n da zo. yuugeki senbei de, jietai no saikou no sogekihei da. temee nante arigatari no mokuhyou, sore dake. machigai nai, kono yo ni mita koto nai seikaku ni bukkowasu zo. Netto de sonna waruiguchi nante yuruseru to omou no ka? kangae naose. hanasinagara nihonchuu no supai nettowaaku wo yonde, IP wo tadotteru no de, arashi no tame ni junbi wo. seikatsu to iu kawaisousa no senmetsu wo mottekuru arashi da. omae wa mou shindeiru. What the fuck did you say about me you little bitch? I graduated top of my class in the JSDF Special Forces Group, and I’ve been involved in countless secret missions against Al-Quaeda, and I have 300 confirmed kills. I’m trained in gorilla warfare, and I’m the top sniper in the entire Self Defense Force. You are nothing but just another target. Make no mistake, I’ll wreck you with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth. You think I’ll let you get away with saying shit like that on the internet? Think again. As we’ve been speaking, I’ve contacted my network of spies across Japan, and your IP is being traced, so get ready for the storm. The storm which will annihilate the pathetic thing you call your life. You’re already dead.
christmasdamara
thank u
theyaoiarmy
OMG I FOUND IT AGAIN
@milich96 marcus learns these
julyrubyrose
I can’t wait to troll people with these.
jeswinguesouslapluie reblogged
Me: *Removes my cat from my lap to do something else.*
My cat: Father is...evil? Father is unyielding? Father is incapable of love? I am running away. I am packing my little rucksack and going out to explore the world as a lone vagabond. I can no longer thrive in this household.
The spiritual successor to Miette
Might I also add
May i add the piece from artist Verbal Vomit
Glad to see we’re all in agreement that cats talk like disparaged victorian children
jeswinguesouslapluie reblogged
Comme c’est bientôt de nouveau la St Valentin (comme tous les ans), j’en profite pour poster ici les cartes que j’avais dessinées l’année dernière pour l’occasion sur le thème d’Harry Potter… Voici le petit lien sur lequel tu peux télécharger les images pour les imprimer et les offrir à quelqu’un que tu aime, ou même à ta soeur si tu veux. https://drive.google.com/open?id=1siscX2hjBkR5GcwODj5ZeXXPqEhKl11S #JeVousAvaisDitQueJadoraislAmour? #Détracoeur #BonJeuDeMot
yes devinez qui s'est salement fait pirater par un bot de cul, c moi youhou
what relationships should NOT be:
- filled with anxiety, self-doubts, extreme jealousy
- a one-way thing
- never stepping out of your comfort zone
- blantantly forces you to do something you don’t want to do
- hostile atmosphere is ever-present
- lack of autonomy
- uncomfortable, stagnant, undermining, empty
- forgetting that you have a life outside of your relationship
- make you feel limited, inferior, confined, always exhausted, insufficient
- compromise your mental health and growth
what relationships should be:
- promotes your welfare
- filled with trust, honesty, and a stable communication
- freedom to choose and speak
- mental health is considered a priority
- two-way thing
- a safe, supportive space for both of you
- empowers and fulfils you
- might be filled with both the good stuff and sometimes bad stuff
- ^ but only because it helps you grow
- a constant journey of self-discovery
THIS IS APPLICABLE FOR BOTH PLATONIC AND ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIPS!
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Ce que j’ai aimé le plus au monde, je crois que c’était la vie.
Jean d'Ormesson, C'était bien (via artdelivre)
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A lot of people ask me what my biggest fear is, or what scares me most. And I know they expect an answer like heights, or closed spaces, or people dressed like animals, but how do I tell them that when I was 17 I took a class called Relationships For Life and I learned that most people fall out of love for the same reasons they fell in it. That their lover’s once endearing stubbornness has now become refusal to compromise and their one track mind is now immaturity and their bad habits that you once adored is now money down the drain. Their spontaneity becomes reckless and irresponsible and their feet up on your dash is no longer sexy, just another distraction in your busy life. Nothing saddens and scares me like the thought that I can become ugly to someone who once thought all the stars were in my eyes.
this fucks me up every single time
I never expected this to be my most popular poem out of the hundreds I’ve written. I was extremely bitter and sad when I wrote this and I left out the most beautiful part of that class.
After my teacher introduced us to this theory, she asked us, “is love a feeling? Or is it a choice?” We were all a bunch of teenagers. Naturally we said it was a feeling. She said that if we clung to that belief, we’d never have a lasting relationship of any sort.
She made us interview a dozen adults who were or had been married and we asked them about their marriages and why it lasted or why it failed. At the end, I asked every single person if love was an emotion or a choice.
Everybody said that it was a choice. It was a conscious commitment. It was something you choose to make work every day with a person who has chosen the same thing. They all said that at one point in their marriage, the “feeling of love” had vanished or faded and they weren’t happy. They said feelings are always changing and you cannot build something that will last on such a shaky foundation.
The married ones said that when things were bad, they chose to open the communication, chose to identify what broke and how to fix it, and chose to recreate something worth falling in love with.
The divorced ones said they chose to walk away.
Ever since that class, since that project, I never looked at relationships the same way. I understood why arranged marriages were successful. I discovered the difference in feelings and commitments. I’ve never gone for the person who makes my heart flutter or my head spin. I’ve chosen the people who were committed to choosing me, dedicated to finding something to adore even on the ugliest days.
I no longer fear the day someone who swore I was their universe can no longer see the stars in my eyes as long as they still choose to look until they find them again.
fr3ight-train
This is so fucking important and I think it’s something I needed right now
One thing I’ve learned in life, if you act really self-assured and confident you can pretty much get away with anything.
For example, I’ve watched someone walk on to a plane with no passport. Just walked right on.
Once walked out of a dude’s house with a pair of his pants slung over my shoulder. Did all the usual eye-contact, saying-goodbye movements and noises, just… while stealing his pants. He did not notice.
razorlightt
I told my English teacher that she graded my final paper(I did not turn one in) and that she told me it was well written. She scrambled 3 days trying to find the nonexistent paper, then apologized to me for losing it and gave me a 96%. Confidence is key
whiskey-and-a-wry-smile
my dad’s mate just walked out of a shop with a canoe and didn’t get questioned
Humans are like bees: if they sense you’re an intruder all hell will break loose, but if you get inside the hive they just assume you belong there. Be confident.
Bee confident
This is funny but also true, and a huge tip when traveling. Act like you belong, and you won’t be bothered like other tourists might. Especially on public transportation… do your research ahead of time and look like a disinterested commuter and you’ll blend right in.
Fun Fact about Bees: they use pheromones to communicate and the pheromone to signal ALARM is the same chemical that makes bananas smell like bananas so if you eat a banana and then breathe on a beehive you will regret it and this seemed relevant when i started writing it
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Parce qu'il y a des rires qui donnent envie de vivre. Des musiques à écouter, des séries et des films inédits à regarder. Des personnes à aimer. Des ciels bleus à regarder et des nuits remplies d'étoiles à contempler. Des moments qu'on vit seul, ou accompagné. Du chocolat. Des livres à lire. Des sorties au cinéma. Des concerts de nos artistes préférés. Des photos à prendre. Des langues à apprendre. Des villes à découvrir, des rues à flâner. Des messages à envoyer. Des appels à passer. Des compliments de la part d'un étranger. Des gens qui nous rendent meilleurs. Des repas du midi dans la chaleur d'été. Des animaux à voir. Parce qu'il y a des levers de soleil a en avoir le souffle coupé. Des sourires qui font arrêter le temps. Des objectifs qui donnent un sens à notre vie, des amis qui nous font vivre plus que jamais. Des souvenirs qui resteront toujours gravés en nous. Des paysages à explorer. Des personnes à rencontrer. Il y a toujours quelqu'un qu'on n'attend pas. Des billets d'avion à réserver. Des rêves à réaliser. Il est trop tôt pour partir maintenant, parce qu'il y a encore tellement de choses à vivre. Le meilleur est encore à venir. @texthuman sur Instagram
stage 1 emo/weeb phase board
reapers-gay-owl-mask
I feel like this image would attack me if it could.
The Last Words Of Famous Writers
When you’ve dedicated your life to words, it’s important to go out eloquently.
- Ernest Hemingway: “Goodnight my kitten.” Spoken to his wife before he killed himself.
- Jane Austen: “I want nothing but death.” In response to her sister, Cassandra, who was asking her if she wanted anything.
- J.M Barrie: “I can’t sleep.”
- L. Frank Baum: “Now I can cross the shifting sands.”
- Edgar Allan Poe: “Lord help my poor soul.”
- Thomas Hobbes: “I am about to take my last voyage, a great leap into the dark,”
- Alfred Jarry: “I am dying…please, bring me a toothpick.”
- Hunter S. Thompson: “Relax — this won’t hurt.”
- Henrik Ibsen: “On the contrary!”
- Anton Chekhov: “I haven’t had champagne for a long time.”
- Mark Twain: “Good bye. If we meet—” Spoken to his daughter Clara.
- Louisa May Alcott: “Is it not meningitis?” Alcott did not have meningitis, though she believed it to be so. She died from mercury poison.
- Jean Cocteau: “Since the day of my birth, my death began its walk. It is walking towards me, without hurrying.”
- Washington Irving: “I have to set my pillows one more night, when will this end already?”
- Leo Tolstoy: “But the peasants…how do the peasants die?”
- Hans Christian Andersen: “Don’t ask me how I am! I understand nothing more.”
- Charles Dickens: “On the ground!” He suffered a stroke outside his home and was asking to be laid on the ground.
- H.G. Wells: “Go away! I’m all right.” He didn’t know he was dying.
- Johann Wolfgang von Goethe: “More light.”
- W.C. Fields: “Goddamn the whole fucking world and everyone in it except you, Carlotta!” “Carlotta” was Carlotta Monti, actress and his mistress.
- Voltaire: “Now, now, my good man, this is no time for making enemies.” When asked by a priest to renounce Satan.
- Dylan Thomas: “I’ve had 18 straight whiskies…I think that’s the record.”
- George Bernard Shaw: “Dying is easy, comedy is hard.”
- Henry David Thoreau: “Moose…Indian.”
- James Joyce: “Does nobody understand?”
- Oscar Wilde: “Either the wallpaper goes, or I do.”
- Bob Hope: “Surprise me.” He was responding to his wife asking where he wanted to be buried.
- Roald Dahl’s last words are commonly believed to be “you know, I’m not frightened. It’s just that I will miss you all so much!” which are the perfect last words. But, after he appeared to fall unconscious, a nurse injected him with morphine to ease his passing. His actual last words were a whispered “ow, fuck”
- Salvador Dali hoped his last words would be “I do not believe in my death,” but instead, they were actually, “Where is my clock?”
- Emily Dickinson: “I must go in, the fog is rising.”
vintage-mist
Tag yourself. I’m HG Wells.
someoneintheshadow446
I’m James Joyce
No, but no one is explaining Ibsen!!
He had been really fucking sick for days, and woke up from a feverish night. His nurse? Wife? Asked him if he was feeling better. He smiled, said “On the contrary!” And died.
Supreme power move from my man Ibsen.
queenofsarcasmaf
Voltaire ma man
100% Roald Dahl.
epineusement-votre
I’m probably Dylan Thomas lmao