Mitchigo

*Remembers the significance of Blue from all those years ago…*

This winter too shall pass, and our spring will come, vips. Let’s stay strong through these hard times together 💛💛💛

okay from this i get he’s “considering” it and has yet to make a decision. “for the sake of bigbang” BITCH FOR THE SAKE OF BIGBANG U NEED TO STAY RI!!!!!! fuck im gonna cry.

trans credit to @gottatalktov1212 on twitter

i can’t believe i used to think people my age were adults

Guo Pei Spring 2017 Couture

mitski, francis forever (2014) / louise bourgeois, 10am is when you come to me (2006)

Your body is an incredibly bizarre machine.

“What you see is a myosin protein dragging an endorphin along a filament to the inner part of the brain’s parietal cortex which creates happiness. Happiness. You’re looking at happiness.”

Look at her STRUT!!! She is dragging that endorphin for filth and using that filament as her runway, bitch.

6 inch heels…..she walked in the club like nobody’s business…..godam…..she murdered everybody and i was her witness

When you make a reference and someone actually gets it

i knew that this must happen often because they are primarily fish-eaters, but somehow this is the first i’ve seen it.

shout out to the girls that hate their bodies but are trying really really hard to find the beauty and comfort in them because that shit is hard and takes a lot of time and is emotionally exhausting. i’m proud of y’all.

guys lets brainstorm a post

setting: 1950s london

*british accent* oh fuck i got my balls caught in the trolley. sure glad the beatles arent around yet to write a song about this

balls in the trolley, asking for help all alone while he cries out in fear

no one comes near

nutsack is hurting, it’s caught between rivets and pulleys and gears

nobody hears

(To the tune of Eleanor Rigby)

look. i don’t think my stretch marks are beautiful. i don’t think they’re tiger stripes or natural tattooos. i don’t think my acne is beautiful. i don’t think the bags under my eyes are beautiful. i just think they’re human. and i don’t think i have to be beautiful all of the time in order to be accepted and loved and sucessful. i don’t think every small detail of my outer appearence needs to be translated into prettiness.

Whoever has my Voodoo doll slap some sense into that bitch.

@alsohunter: “the poor are killing industries by not having money” is a very creative way to avoid saying it’s actually the rich who are killing industries by hoarding wealth and privatizing everything

so apparently my friend owns a haunted photograph and he’s literally just told me this after two fucking years when he KNOWS how much i love haunted artefacts i can’t believe the audacity

i was like “how haunted are we talking here, is it just a vaguely cursed image or does it actually have Demonic Properties” 

and he said “well i’ve never seen the actual image because my dad keeps it in a sealed envelope inside a safe, but whenever he takes it out you can hear voices screaming for help and you feel sick and sometimes you see dark figures moving around in your peripherals”

okay so, firstly, how is it that we’ve been friends for 2 years and this information has never come up, and secondly why the fuck do you still have it

according to his dad the image is of a man riding a model train set and it was given to him by a mysterious stranger in a pub who refused to tell anyone his real name

this is. this is literally a horror movie. this is a direct-to-video minimal-budget terribly-acted horror movie made by a bunch of film students in the nineties. i absolutely love it

me: “bring it round here and we can do the ouija board on it"

him: “nah, i try to stay away from that kind of stuff. if i don’t understand it then i don’t fuck with it.”

bold words from a man who stores haunted artefacts in the basement of his goddamn house

Art in its purest form.