help me
kinda like it
when i'm older, i'll be so much stronger, i'll stay up for longer. (meet me at our spot)
life is … weird
Okay, first of all: it is not at all surprising that tumblr is into this beef. at least half of being in fandom is beefing constantly, and the levels of haterdom that Kendrick Lamar has achieved are...... truly impressive and a little bit scary.
this is gonna be messy and not comprehensive but i've been thinking about this for like a week and there's just so much....... context. there's layers to this shit.
so let's start at the beginning.
You know when Terry Pratchett said 'It doesn't stop being magic just because you know how it works'? Yeah, he meant this.
Today is Art Deco Day so all y'alls get a Tumblr formatted mega-post. My 2012 photos of Chicago's Carbide & Carbon Building (now The Pendry Hotel). As you can see from the extreme close up ones, the building is dark green, not black like some folks think. It was intentionally shaped & colored to look like a corked champagne bottle.
📸:me/2012
rain photo study
This shall not live in the tags
“Lord Byron gets up at two. I get up, quite contrary to my usual custom … at 12. After breakfast we sit talking till six. From six to eight we gallop through the pine forest which divide Ravenna from the sea; we then come home and dine, and sit up gossiping till six in the morning. I don’t suppose this will kill me in a week or fortnight, but I shall not try it longer. Lord B.’s establishment consists, besides servants, of ten horses, eight enormous dogs, three monkeys, five cats, an eagle, a crow, and a falcon; and all these, except the horses, walk about the house, which every now and then resounds with their unarbitrated quarrels, as if they were the masters of it… . [P.S.] I find that my enumeration of the animals in this Circean Palace was defective … . I have just met on the grand staircase five peacocks, two guinea hens, and an Egyptian crane. I wonder who all these animals were before they were changed into these shapes.”
— Percy Bysshe Shelley on the lifestyle of Lord Byron (via timemarauder)
reminds me of when some old church in Sweden was cleaning out their storage and they forgot they had left like 80 medieval corpses in some ikea bags during renovations so somebody opened a closet door and it’s just
every autistic person watching this episode of dungeon meshi: