the life and times of a Scenographer

I’m reading on old superstitions and: “Do not go out collecting nuts on Sept 14th, holy Rood Day, as the devil will be out nutting too!” September 14th: the day the Devil nuts

HAPPY DEVIL NUT DAY

Okay I’m legally obligated to reblog this

@cotino

Reblog for the concentration wizard to visit you and let you get super far in your WIP

Best response to anything I’ve ever posted

“I came here to celebrate your loving relationship but actual demonstrations of that love gross me out so please, when you’re kissing your new spouse, remember to always be conscious of the fact that your love for each other is a bit icky and we don’t really want to see it.” 

*goes to a same-gender wedding* umm tag ur PDA

Will there be a drag show?

the internet is an inherently haunted place if you think about it like. it's so weird to see long abandoned discussion boards stuck in a snapshot of the past, old conversations between kids from over a decade ago who have now grown into their own lives, obituaries taking the form of half finished profiles. and the silence that fills the gaps between. there's a constant ghostly record of each generation's thoughts, fads, their sense of humour. back when the future was at their fingertips. even stranger, people you used to know exist openly in that space, and they watch you watching them. if you want, deceased musicians can play through your headphones. there's always an underlying sense of reminiscing and time escaping our ever shortening attention spans. what a fuckin graveyard

You are right but holy jesus mother of fuck