blog name in progress

i often wonder how many ppl from 2012 tumblr are still active on here

are u also still here, lurking in the shadows????

it is important that you all understand that this post was not made with the intention to condemn elisa. you may only reblog this if you enthusiastically support her crimes.

You are angry about something. “Clam down,” I text you. You assume I have made a typo, but in fact I am holding a small soldier clam in my hands. He died so young. War is hell

hd boys

talking to person u like alot and u feel like ur annoying them

twitter makes me so uncomfortable because weirdness on there is so performative…when someone is weird on tumblr you know they’re eating drywall in life for real….

a few favorite moments from the making of Nine in the Afternoon (x)

don’t trust college kids. I threw a party w plenty of food/drinks shit even weed and I wake up and you know what’s missing? my pineapple. who went to the back of my fridge and said imma take all this pineapple. damn son. take the free alcohol not my pineapple man…

The only realistic gay/straight interaction

Anyway, I think I have a better explanation for the actual meaning of the whole imagine how is touch the sky picture.

So my Facebook friend pointed out that it’s actually a direct translation of the Spanish phrase “Imagina cómo sería tocar el cielo”

Which means “imagine how it would be to touch the sky.” But a literal translation of it would be “imagine how is touch the sky.”

Meaning the picture wasn’t just a meaningless jumbled mess of English, it was just a case of bad translation.

Allegedly, “imagina cómo sería tocar el cielo” is a Hannah Montana lyric so it’s probably why it was written aesthetically on the paper and the paper was held up to the sky.

Alright folks, case closed. You can all stop pretending “imagine the sky, how is the sky, touch the sky” makes that much more sense than:

The end of an era. The discourse is over.

First my immortal now this. 2017 is the year old memes die

Another seal of the apocalypse broken

Girl what am I being sold here?

Solidarity