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suburban-justice:

midnightvintage:

fromanotherroom:

La Vie En Rose playing from another room
Edith Piaf

Me standing on a gorgeous stone balcony outside of a grand ballroom, breathing in some fresh air because the fumes of the champagne and the loud joyous noise gave me slight sensory overload. The wind beautifully moves my gown.

me dissociating in the waffle house off some highway at 1 AM after poppin a dime in the record machine in 2017

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thisuzerwillselfdestruct:

thesushiowl:

eirenical:

the-leader-in-red:

johncougar:

weirdvvolf:

lofticri3s:

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This was recorded by the Portsmouth Sinfonia in an experiment where
all the members of the orchestra would swap instruments with each other
and attempt to play them to the best of their ability.

favorite things about this

  • literally all the brass starts to get the hang of it and then
    the crescendos happen and everyone is like FUCK FUCK FUCK??? FUCK. JUST.
    BLOW RLY HARD.
  • the strings are lazy but also the same. like u can tell a lot of the
    ppl w/ the stringed instruments may already basically know how to play
    stringed instruments. like there’s definitely a section at the beginning
    where you hear a good portion going “oh yeah this is like. a
    smaller/bigger version of what i do.”
  • all you hear of any woodwinds is just “pffffttt??? pFFFTTTT????
    PFFFFFTTTT I SAID PFFFFTTTT!!!!!” bc woodwinds are fucking HARD and you
    hear after like the first crescendo half of them just give up. they give
    up. they’re done. fuck this it tastes weird and my lips hurt.
  • that trumpet. that person is fucking TRYING man they fucking GOT
    this. they may not have figured out notes but they figured out LOUD and
    they GOT this.

I JUST DIED

I SEARCHED THIS POST FOR AGES OH MY GOD

@teaplusvodka

spudsexuall:

My boyfriend talks in his sleep and because he’s bilingual, he says some hilarious/weird/sometimes creepy shit. I ask him every morning if he remembers saying this stuff and he has no idea about any of it. 

Here are some of my favorites:

-”Babe, can you please turn down the brightness of your skin”
-After stealing all of the blankets: “This is my right as a human”
-After I take the blankets back: “I don’t want your freedom, America. Just blanket”
-Sometimes he just says “Hello?” as if he’s answering a phone call
-One night he just said “Cabbage” which is weird because he doesn’t know the english word for that when he’s awake. 
-After spooning me: “You have a nice butt”
-”Who is that in the corner?” (terrifying)
-”Watch out for the red lady” (even more terrifying)
-Sometimes he will say things in German and it sounds like he’s speaking Parseltongue
-One time I actually think he said something in Parseltongue
-One time he talked about buying a ticket to “everywhere” and then just said “hello?” after two minutes of silence
-And my all time favorite: ”This is MY yogurt, Satan”

fievelthefruitcakemouse:

crystallinecrow:

glamourcat28:

theexistentiallyqueer:

saathi1013:

stonecoldfemme:

sonneillonv:

copperhamster:

conquerorwurm:

banana0042:

maybeware:

fantastigasmical:

kaci3po:

watergender:

psychicdictatorship:

the aesthetic of american far right christianity is horrifying

run-down signs screaming about hell in the middle of nowhere is my aesthetic though

You don’t know true pants-shitting fear until you’re driving in the middle of nowhere, not a single sign of civilization as far as the eye can see, haven’t seen another living being in three hours, and then out of nowhere suddenly looms a half-destroyed barn with the words “HELL IS REAL” painted on what remains of the roof.

I’ll be honest, you could say most of these were from a horror game and I wouldn’t doubt you. 

Implying America isn’t a horror game lately.

America isn’t a game. It is just a horror.

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Visible from i-40, between Interstate 40 and old Route 66, the Groom, TX cross

Englewood Ohio

@saathi1013

#i feel like you would appreciate this

YEP.

hey so fun fact about that last one

it’s located right by the I-75 highway and anyone driving in or out of cincinnati could see it from the road and it was horrifying the first time i saw it because i felt like i was about to die.

the statue was called king of kings, but i only ever heard it referred to as touchdown jesus. just imagine yourself kicking a football through those lofty open arms…..ohio 1, satan 0.

in 2010 touchdown jesus was very sadly struck by lightning and burned down, possibly because so many heathens were calling him touchdown jesus and imagining playing football with the lord. or possibly because that’s just what happens when you build a giant styrofoam and fiberglass statue next to an artificial pond on a hill in the middle of rural ohio.

fortunately our good friends down in englewood have contingency plans for god’s wrath and the end of the world, so they built a new statue named lux mundi. unfortunately, lux mundi is not as amped to play football.

but he does look like he’s down for hugs.

RIP, touchdown jesus. we miss you. 😢

The skeletal remains of touchdown Jesus is one of the more horrifying things I’ve seen.

I’m glad someone took the time to share the glory that is touch down jesus. Bless.

My favorite thing about the dystopian christianity of the bible belt is that its always interspersed with signs for adult emporiums

Sign *SEX SEX SEX*
Sign “REPENT SINNER”
Sign “LIONS DEN ADULT GOODS”
Sign “Culvers next two exits, more cheese curds than you need in your entire life
Sign “GOD WAITS FOR YOU CHILD”
Sign *blond woman positively bursting out of her nighty* “MORE PORN THAN ANYWHERE AROUND”

fireshootingstar:

AU where what you write in your skin appears in your soulmate skin too

Person A: *writes “I’m an idiot” on his arm

Next morning

Person A: *wakes up to find a huge dick in the forehead, the eyes are the balls*

Person A: *writes on arm* are you serious? You know you have to leave the house with a dick in your face too, right?

Person B: *writes in arm* Bitch I never had any integrity to protect, suffer.

carnival-phantasm:

pwojo97:

carnival-phantasm:

You know which casino no one from tumblr would be allowed to enter?

They might be allowed in The Sierra Madre. Most people on tumblr are already used to a toxic environment surrounded by shambling weirdos, loud annoying noises, AI’s following you for some reason, having like 4 followers total, living on a diet of junk food and booze, knowing someone there who has a superiority complex (this could apply to 3 of the Dead Money characters), and never truly leaving the place or letting it go.

It’s The Tops. The joke was The Tops. Because tumblr only has bottoms. It was a dumb little joke. It’s The Tops.

Why you gotta be like this

glumshoe:

starfoozle:

13lizardsinatrenchcoat:

suzirya:

Style icons

You look like a couple a dorks out solving supernatural crimes in a made for tv Halloween 90′s movie but one of you is actually a werewolf with poor impulse control and the other is constantly getting into embarrassing situations to keep the werewolf from getting discovered. 

….this is the most accurate description of our relationship yet.

The twist is that we’re both werewolves, I’m just a werewolf with poor impulse control.

smidvargandthegang:

xenfeather:

xenfeather:

xenfeather:

xenfeather:

xenfeather:

xenfeather:

xenfeather:

xenfeather:

I’m gonna………….. sculpt this Oreo

I’m gonna recreate Michelangelo’s famous and notable masterpiece, David, in Oreo cream. It has been decided.

I will surpass the mediums of the old masters to depict even the most beautiful of forms within this sugary pile. Bear witness to my enlightenment.

I have to say, the hardest part of doing this is resisting to lick my fingers. Oreo filling is a cruel and tempting mistress, but I shall not be swayed.

Slowly, my boy comes to fruition.

Who is ready to see my creation

He is coming…..

He is here.

The comparison is uncanny.

May the gods smile upon me this night for my endeavors.

Thank you, all of you, who have accompanied me on this artistic and soul-wrenching journey of manifestation. Your kind words and uplifting support keep me going when all seems lost in the murky white depths of Oreo Cream.

However, as life is willfully given, it must also be taken so that the cycle begins anew. I have left the dubious fate of my creation in the hands of my roommate, where they will deal his judgement.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

I wonder if the moreos guy has seen this

hogwarts memes

parseltonquinq:

classicantics:

sleepyysalamiri:

caffeinepants:

yourjacketisnowdry:

tawghasa:

bookavid:

devilrie:

– everyone answering “no, i’m fred” to “are you [insert Y/N]” even hermione
– everything draco does ever
– calling blast ended skrewts “power bottoms”
– calling newt scamander bad variations of his name like nerd sandwicher etc
– colin creevey using that one picture he managed to get of hermione punching draco as a reaction image
– shouting “spank me daddy” at the whomping willow
– [pointing at random object] that’s a portkey
– every single cat is professor mcgonagall

why

– POTTER

– ever since snape’s “bottle fame, brew fortune” speech students just go on and on with it – “flambé success, bake brilliance” “Can you tutor me in charms?” “TUTOR you? I can teach you how to SAUTÉ EXCELLENCE.”

– [random object] is totally a hufflepuff

– remember that game where someone yells “SHATNER” and you have to overact? same thing except it’s “TRELAWNEY” and you have to use whatever you’re holding to make a ludicrous prediction

– a more popular variation is “LOCKHART” to make up a pompous story about using whatever you’re holding to drive the [monster] out of [town]

– calling hippogriffs “leggy birbs”

– “Our beloved headmaster Albert Dumpsterfire/Aqueous Disillusionment/Aberdeen Decapitation…”

– shitty incantations ( “The Graying Hair Charm? Make-me-bloody-ancient-osia.” )

reblogging for albert dumpsterfire xD

-the dumbledore one, except you keep adding incorrect names, like albert pensive wallace herbert richard flamingo sherbet tango luthor…

-*peeves appears* IT DAT BOI

-”i’d rather be petrified”

-”so a shack gets to scream and it’s all normal and haunted, but when i do it i’m disturbing class and a nuisance”

I will sell my soul for all of this in a fic