whoever invented the cover letter got absolutely no pussy

Put your lazy meal in the tags

posting on twitter feels like throwing something you worked on for hours, days, weeks into a river, hoping it'll get swept out to sea for many people to experience, only for it to immediately crash into some rocks and explode. its gone now. if no one sees it in the 0.00003 seconds it exists on their timelines, no one ever will

posting on tumblr is like carefully placing your work in the middle of a dark abandoned factory, and slowly a bunch of weird little goblins manifest from the shadows and touch your work all over with their little raccoon hands and share it with each other. sometimes they find your thing again many years later and excitedly share it again

the weird goblins are much more enjoyable

something i’ve been doodling to stay busy

Literally me

i am going to talk about this yoongi for the rest of my life,thank you.

Marlon Brando as Stanley Kowalski in A Streetcar Named Desire (1951)

Dir. Elia Kazan