I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be

living under a rock is so fun i love watching a movie that’s been famous for decades and being like wow this is so good.. did you guys know about this

small town diner waitress voice: Omelas? Oh, oh no, easy mistake, you're in oh - MAY - las right now, with an A. Plenty' people get the name mixed up. Nope, no utopia here, just our small little town. *face gets really grim* We do still.. Okay well we do still have a kid that we... I mean it isn't working but- well- You know. It- It's fine. I'm sure it'll start working soon.

Z glasom natakarice v manjšem mestu: Goga? Joj, ne, ne, tole je g-Ô-ga, s širokim o. Marsikdo zameša. Ne, ne, nobenega dogodka pri nas, samo malo mestece smo. *se ji obraz omrači* Seveda je tudi pri nas zadušljivo ... No, nekaj se mora zgoditi ... Nič se še ni vžgalo, ampak ... Kmalu, prepričana sem, da bo kmalu.

my first word was dada. yes like the art movement i was a precocious child

when it wasn't meant to be 🤣🤣 but the potential of possibility still plagues you 🤔

The knife? Baby it’s edgy and Dull

technicolour is like a dead wife to me

when i meet bob dylan me: hey him: hello him: ( hands me glowing ancient gem stone )

How do you know you're not Asexual? Maybe you just haven't met the right nobody.

George Katsavos on Flickr, 2006

i hope you all think of me not just as your friend but as your mutual who likes your personal post like way too soon after you posted it

deep childhood friendships drifting apart into nothingness is for real worse than any romantic breakup i've ever experienced

“word hashtag my word #myword” has done irreversible damage to my vocabulary

Sometimes i forget to rebog a day post but don't worry, you guys wont let me forget this onee