Sunkissed

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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna
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hjartasalt

There is no way of accidentally doing a nazi salute twice in a row while the entire world is watching. This man needs to be killed

hjartasalt

And I mean he does need to be killed. I remember a time when the obvious and most socially acceptable answer to what you would do if you could travel back in time was to kill Hitler before he rose to power. That is just what everyone said. Saying that nazis and fascism are bad was not seen as a controversial opinion it was simply a fact. This was not a long time ago and I am sure the vast majority of people reading this remember this as well. Elon Musk needs to be killed. Obviously.

latinexplains

Maybe I need to come back to tumblr. At least as an outlet to vent. Like…I spent years thinking I messed up, that I was flawed, and that I was in the wrong. And now, that I’ve found out that you knew you were doing me wrong, I just feel better about myself but I also feel angry. And I wish I could tell you off. ESPECIALLY since I found your personal blog and you still use a picture from a special moment of us as your banner. I’m still in your mind and perhaps you want me in your life. But the reason I’m not in the first place is because you were fucked up to me.

pan-dullce
victoriousvocabulary

“Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.”

— Brian Eno, A Year With Swollen Appendices