“Hi everyone, I’m Raja”
“And I’m Raven”
“And you’re watching this week’s episode of Fashion. Photo. RuVieeeeeeeeew”
“Hi everyone, I’m Raja”
“And I’m Raven”
“And you’re watching this week’s episode of Fashion. Photo. RuVieeeeeeeeew”
when straight people talk to gays
BACK WHEN DISNEY CHANNEL KNEW WHAT WAS UP I CANNOT BELIEVE THIS SHOW
Omfg this is of that kid he looks exactly the same
Pee on me
If a Samoan asks me to play Football…
Seemlessness
this is my favorite video of all time bar none
I cannot stop laughing.
I’m cry
YESSSS THIS VIDEO IS BACK
Stillbest
Just because
you and me both
There’s a lot to unpack here. +the flexibility to get in that pose +the balance to stay on the skateboard +the strength to pull back a bowstring with your toes +the dexterity to hit a target while moving +the coordination… not hand-eye, but foot-eye …I don’t know what to do with these things now that I’ve unpacked them…
This is shovel girl
…training for revenge
“they’re your family you have to love them”
Russian fantasy bride ensemble, Bob Mackie, 1986
Step into my office.
Once the talk of conspiracy theorists — the rich ingesting the blood of the young to foster longevity — is now a reality and an actual business in the United States. Not only is it a business but billionaires are actually admitting their interest in it. Now, even the mainstream media is reporting it.
Peter Thiel, the billionaire co-founder of PayPal and adviser to Donald Trump told Inc. magazine:
“I’m looking into parabiosis stuff, which I think is really interesting. This is where they did the young blood into older mice and they found that had a massive rejuvenating effect. I think there are a lot of these things that have been strangely under-explored.”
As Vanity Fair reports, Ambrosia, which buys its blood from blood banks, now has about 100 paying customers. Some are Silicon Valley technologists, like Thiel, though Karmazin stressed that tech types aren’t Ambrosia’s only clients and that anyone over 35 is eligible for its transfusions.
“There‘s just no clinical evidence [that the treatment will be beneficial], and you‘re basically abusing people‘s trust and the public excitement around this,” Stanford University neuroscientist Tony Wyss-Coray, who conducted a 2014 study of young blood plasma in mice, told Science magazinelast summer, as reported by Vanity Fair.
Things I did not expect to see ushering in the new year: Vampires
2019 is off to a start and a half
@briancoldrick has a tumblr if you’d like to see more!
Look at all those guardian angels being there for lonely people. <3
Perhaps horror and terror aren’t always the same thing, and darkness isn’t always indicative of harm.
The traveler in the tunnel groped his way forward with a hand against the wall, a chill creeping up his spine. The guardian, watching its brave trespasser stumble, lit a candle for the man to find: on the other side he’d be outside the spirit’s care, but now at least there would be a light to guide his way.
The man alone in empty rows of cubicles allowed himself to be taken advantage of by his employers. The resident spirit kept watch on its melancholy charge, encouraging him to leave by spreading a vague feeling of unease: endless mechanized work was not meant for mortals, whose lives pass by so quickly if they let themselves be stripped of joy.
The guardians kept a close eye on the young woman. She was blithely unaware of the unscrupulous fraternity boys who never overstayed their welcome in her apartment after a wild party: who, instead, always stumbled home to pass out on their own couches, and fell asleep to the vision of many eyes judging their guilty thoughts.
The boy liked to be alone. When his father was home it was never good, but once his family moved into their new place something crept through the darkness that was stronger than his father’s temper. It wasn’t long before his father stopped raising his voice and his fists, frightened by horrible dreams that left him drenched in sweat whenever he so much as thought about hurting his son. The boy slept soundly: he always felt safe for as long as he lived in that house.
The radio broadcaster had recently lost his husband. When he was at work the good memories felt close by, and some of the horror of those last days beside a hospital bed faded away. Sometimes, when the weight grew unbearable, he almost thought he felt a hand on his shoulder, a soft voice telling him he was never truly alone. His love was there. He would always be there, as long as he was needed.
The darkness watched out for the ones who couldn’t watch out for themselves.
Rev logging again for the stories added.
@ktkat113 since you love all things dark and spooky!