★ 【DIno】 「 frieren and fern 」 ☆ ✔ republished w/permission ⊳ ⊳ follow me on twitter
@animangacreators challenge 13 ✧ adventure genre: adventure party
the tender look kitachan gives bocchi during their cultural festival performance……….
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Remember to go to sleep.
dandelions, for peachtober! Image description beyond the readmore.
confessions~
“What a waste of talent.”
ending cuties ♡
the moon is a loyal companion
★ THE YILING PATRIARCH ★
mo dai zu shi impact - part 2
inspired by @rinielle’s lovely set for the mdzsnet requests!
set credits: liyue character background - xiaozihua (deviantart) gif overlay - @varietae
“…the thing with October is, I think, it somehow gets in your very blood. Unapologetically. Almost ruthlessly.”
— Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)
i don’t understand how anything works i just walk through life terrified
mood board for my dream kitchen!!
“I feel unspeakably lonely. And I feel - drained. It is a blank state of mind and soul I cannot describe to you as I think it would not make any difference. Also it is a very private feeling I have - that of melting into a perpetual nervous breakdown. I am often questioning myself what I further want to do, who I further wish to be; which parts of me, exactly, are still functioning properly. No answers, darling. At all.”
— Anne Sexton
the reason i like staying up late so much is because between the hours of 1am-5am, the world is quiet and no one expects anything from me. i could stare at my wall for 4 hours and there would be no consequences. it’s so silent and calm. i love it
“In college I had a physics professor who wrote the date and time in red marker on a sheet of white paper and then lit the paper on fire and placed it on a metallic mesh basket on the lab table where it burned to ashes. He asked us whether or not the information on the paper was destroyed and not recoverable, and of course we were wrong, because physics tells us that information is never lost, not even in a black hole, and that what is seemingly destroyed is, in fact, retrievable. In that burning paper the markings of ink on the page are preserved in the way the flame flickers and the smoke curls. Wildly distorted to the point of chaos, the information is nonetheless not dead. Nothing, really, dies. Nothing dies. Nothing dies.”
— Nicholas Rombes, The Absolution of Roberto Acestes Laing (via bobschofield)