i have two sides: clown (intentional) and clown (unintentional)

If you're a writer you're supposed to write a lot of bullshit. It's part of the gig. You have to write a lot of absolute garbage in order to get to the good bits. Every once in a while you'll be like "Oh, I wish I hadn't wasted all that time writing bullshit," but that's dumb. That's exactly the same as an Olympic runner being like "Oh, I wish I hadn't wasted all that time running all those practice laps"

shirt that says “THIS WAS WETLAND ONCE AND IT WILL BE WETLAND AGAIN”

being a symbolism enjoyer should humble you because at the end of the day no matter how eloquently you articulate it youre essentially saying "i love it when things have meaning"

my hobbies are Colours and Shapes but, like, in a mature, sophisticated adult way

The North Sea, by Patrick von Kalckreuth

found footage horror movie where the guy filming is a landlord trying to sell a haunted house, filming the property and frantically trying to quickly pan away from all the obvious ghost activity with less and less success

anyone wanna disintegrate into a bunch of dust with me

i hope i am not just a mutual to you but also the strange creature in your bushes that makes you say “jesus fucking christ what was that”

i just wish the frightening ghoul would say something. for once. the silence is more disconcerting than anything it might say

For in its silence, the ghoul says everything, it speaks of lost love, of your greatest sin, of things not done, and of horses.

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ALT

warning signs

(will be a riso print)

can you paypal me one ancient rusting coin

you used to be able to put a dvd in your laptop and play it. you used to be able to burn cds.

I love that the ibuprofen knows where to go

reblog to stir prev occasionally