words, words, words.

The idea of two people having sex and it creating another, smaller person who has a combination of their traits sounds like it was made up for fan fiction but alas I've heard tale that it's really happened

this is the kind of weather that got that pizza place in bed-stuy burned down

source: Up You Go by Hippopottermiss

ID: a stone sculpture of an adult seal holding a baby seal up with its back flippers. They are smiling at one another.

The entire point of, OK, my phone really wants to call it Anastasia so I guess we’re doing that? The entire point of Anastasia (as administered by a board-certified Anastasiologist) during sugary. Sugary? Haven’t I suffered enough? The entire point of Anastasia during augury. Jesus Christ. Hold up. You know what, augury is preferable to sugary. Augury is obviously performed by an auger (makes sense if you give it a think) whereas sugary is performed by…? A sugardaddy? NO THANK YOU. Anyway. The entire point of Anastasia is so that you don’t know what music your sturgeon. Fuck right off. Was playing. While you were under. You’re not supposed to wake up from Anastasia and immediately realize you managed to get earwormed by Motörhead’s “Ace of Spades” during your sugary.

i love theatre so bad. what if books was peoples

i really like that ringo was the only beatle to assume a stage name

No one liked the sound of 'Georgo Harr', 'Paulo McCarr' or 'Jongo Lenn', so they scrapped that idea but didn't bother to tell Ringo.

You can tell a lot about a person by entering their mind palace and encountering their greatest fears and darkest hopes in a labyrinth reflective of their subconscious thoughts.