The pages are all torn and frayed~

Iceland's Traditional Woman's Dress

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the older i get and the closer i am to reaching 30, the more the people around me try to deny me my age. it’s a constant ‘oh you’re just turning 29 again teehee 🤭’ or ‘dont tell your SO that, he’ll leave you for a younger model 😉’ and i just???? hate it?????????

i spent my entire teenaged years fighting for my life. i crawled through the deepest pits of my depression to cling to the promise of a life beyond that pain. i was so convinced that i was going to die young, that i would never see the grace of my age starting with a 2, let alone 3.

so im going to turn 30, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can do to stop me from loving it.

this post was up for like five minutes and already im being told how wrong i am

fuck you, you can kiss my 30 year old ass

(by kraut_kopf)

alla mingalёva

anyway. onto better things

onto better things thursday

reblog the money pigeon for a financially stable future

I reblog  the money pigeon because I love him.

loudly going "YOU'RE GOOD YOU'RE GOOD" to myself to ward off the memory of every embarrassing thing i've ever done

i hate star trek because every time theyre like “oh my god the skringles have broken the crankus treaty with the skronglies which mean the flongles are starving because they cant get binkbonk berries” and every time im like “oh my god they cant get binkbonk berries…”

This post came across my dash at the most serendipitous time: I saw it while watching DS9, paused it, read the post out to my wife, we both had a mild chuckle, I unpaused the episode, only for an alien merchant to dramatically explain to Quark that she couldn't sell him 100,000 vats of Tulaberry wine, because there weren't enough Tulaberries on the planet. Of course leading to my wife screeching with absolute delight "oh no! Quark can't get his binkbonk berries!"

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(by lvivcats)

Detail of a gravestone, St Peter’s church, Heysham, Lancashire (via here)

Oops, I never uploaded this one to Tumblr (which I only realized when someone else did, but then was kind enough to tag me, thank you)!

This is the comic that kickstarted my obsession with telling stories with as few panels as I could (usually 10-11 haha), so it’s got a soft spot in my heart.