huffylemon:

googledocsdyke:

a-well-groomed-rat:

googledocsdyke:

remember when you were 10 and you would hang out with your friends in order to Look At The Computer together like you went to their house and experienced the information superhighway together. and then leave

How fucking old are you people?

normal amount

orpheuslament:

i love you spatial horror i love you fucked up houses i love you neverending corridors i love you doors that lead nowhere i love you something evil under the floorboards i love you architecture that doesnt make sense

On a less “poetic” note, creation gave me all these health problems and I still built this life for myself and honestly if I woke up tomorrow Healthy™️ i really wouldn’t be stoppable. These health issues? The only thing slowing me down. I would either fight god or become him. Cliche, but still stands.

Like I’m married to the love of my life with a decent place to live of our own, getting ready to start looking for a house, have a pretty cool job, three dogs, bills are paid, making pretty good friends where I am and have great friends speckled across a few states. I really did it, in the end, without anyone’s help and in spite of proper actively dragging me down or trying to hold me back. All while navigating chronic health issues with little too no real medical help. I really do just keep pushing forward and up despite the odds. So to anyone so thinks I’m weak- you’re wrong. To everyone that abandoned me, I hope you see how great I’m doing and the person you missed out on.

Thanks for coming to my Ted talk

Oh to whisper into a void that swallows my words, leaving no sound and no trace, not even a faint memory.

What’s the difference anyway?

A longing for understanding, a light in the distance that you just can’t reach but you keep going towards.

What other option do you have?

evadethevoid:

“I burned so long so quiet you must have wondered if I loved you back. I did, I did, I do.”

— Annelyse Gelman, from “The Pillowcase” in Everyone I Love is a Stranger to Someone

gaygalaxys:

retroactivebakeries:

saltyseafuck:

Thinking about it, I’m pretty sure my ancestors would be horrified with me.

Not because I’m lazy or unworthy or anything like that…

…but because one of my distant uncles was among the eight survivors of the Essex, the ship that inspired the ending of Moby Dick and sank after being rammed by a whale, and what do I fuckin do after my bloodline has this Ordeal at Sea?

I get a fuckin degree in Marine Science and go back the fuck out there.

#op its your job to kill that whale

somethingscarlet13:

Some of my favorite Halloween Kills (2021) reviews

Bonus:

bogleech:

Tumblr mobile telling me I have a “weird connection” like yeah no shit sherlock your website’s given me pretty much the weirdest fucking connections humanity has to offer