there’s a website where you put in two musicians/artists and it makes a playlist that slowly transitions from one musician’s style of music to the other’s
lady gaga -> napalm death takes a weird detour through epic rap battles of history
This is actually really useful for finding music that’s in between genres that I wouldn’t know to look for.
This has nothing to do with books but it’s COOL
I feel like this could be useful for trying to slowly pull yourself away from your depression music to something more uplifting without it being jarring…
Exactly what I was thinking?? I love this???
(Edit: Accidentally reblogged this to my main so now I gotta make it witchy lol. But imagine the potential uses for this in a ritual setting. Rags to riches? Sad/nervous to empowered/confident? Mourning a loss to celebrating life again?)
For some reason Deserts Chang to Pablo Lopez hits up Grease and the Doc McStuffins Theme Song on the way.
remember when you were a kid and whenever your parents came into the room while you were doing something for pleasure like looking at something on the computer or watching tv and you’d immediately close the thing like you’d just been caught watching porn when you were actually doing nothing wrong this post was made by strict parents with no boundaries gang
my dad: walks into the room while i’m playing club penguin the family computer
me:
types of people
honey: lipstick, a sweet voice, confident laughter, handwritten notes, tries their best, loves fashion and dogs, bright eyes like the sun, new cities, good grades
woodsmoke: tired souls, ticket stubs and street maps from places they’ve visited, bodies full of untold stories, missing the train, coffee, gentle words
wisteria: dreamy evenings, freshly-baked cinnamon rolls, sipping tea, writing in a diary, thick, worn-out jumpers, handfuls of flowers, falling in love, book piles
saltwater: dark, tousled hair, ripped jeans, paintbrushes, lofty grins, swallowing hard, a little broken, trying desperately to be a good person
ink: soft aching hands buried in messy hair, tragic smiles, scribbling on dusty parchment, ancient ruins, attic windows, stars, cups of tea gone cold
thunderstorms: leather jackets, eyeliner wings, sharpening their smiles, lace-up boots, vinyl records, wikipedia articles, tangled earphones, cigarette afternoons
The darkest hour is always just before the breakfast.
i had the best human interaction of all time last night. i was sitting at a bar eating an appetizer and this guy comes up to order a drink and stares at my food and comments how good it looks. when i am drunk i use the word bitch like it is a comma, i plug it into any space in a sentence possible. so naturally the first thing i say to this stranger is, “go ahead and take one, bitch.”
he looks SO shocked and taken aback and goes “what did you just say? how do you know my name?” so i sit there for a moment trying to figure out what the fuck he is talking about, and then go, “…. bitch?” and he looks so relieved and tells me his name is mitch.
i cannot stop thinking about this. oh my god. imagine going into a bar and someone you know for a fact youve never met approaches you and says “go ahead and take one, mitch.” im cracking the fuck up. he looked like he thought this was the fucking truman show
just one look and I can hear a bell ring
one more look and I forget everything
OH OH
MAMMA MIA
H E R E I G O A G A I N
MY MY
HOW COULD I
You want me to pinch you, Donna? No! You keep your hands to yourself, Bill Anderson.
Jake Gyllenhaal photographed by Greg Williams (2010)
bellamy: im not fighting for you. im fighting to get back to my family
octogon:
18th century villager: i wish there were an easier way to ward vampires away from my happy homestead
garlic farmer about to make some serious ass bank: oh you havent heard?
make me choose ❤ friends or stranger things (asked by @chrisevahns)
why do bad things happen to good people?
Black Panther (2018) Dir. Ryan Coogler DP Rachel Morrison