sometimes when I’m at work a customer comes in with a neat fandom t-shirt but I don’t get to serve them or speak to them and they leave and I’m like
I like your t-shirt
I understood that reference
be my friend
I love to hate Anthropologie furniture. In particular, the way they stage it for their website. There’s this gross fantasy they’ve created of an art student who can afford to spend thousands of dollars on a paint-splattered flea market find. It’s like all their customers are…
We are The Muses. Goddesses of the Arts and proclaimers of heroes.
Calliope, Clio, Terpsichore, Melpomene, Thalia
Season 2 of Gravity Falls just started and with it a ton of teenage mystery twins headcanons… Bonus pic with Pacifica’s incredulous face when confronted to 17 yo Dipper !
But to put that another way, the ground was so solidly packed with the interlocked skeletons of 17th-century victims of the Great Plague that the Tube’s 19th-century excavation teams couldn’t even hack their way through them all. The Tube thus had to swerve to the side along a subterranean detour in order to avoid this huge congested knot of skulls, ribs, legs, and arms tangled in the soil—an artificial geology made of people, caught in the throat of greater London.
i read shit like this and think what could my imagination possibly have to add
like how do i write something about london that’s weirder than london already is?