* dearest entropy, *

get in loser we’re living past the end of our myth

The best thing about this is how much love for Rothko there is in it. Like... here. Here is a rectangle, and if you stand far away it's just two or three colors a bit streaky, and the closer you get the more it opens up until it swallows you whole with the idea of how vast it is, how much bigger than you. If someone framed the real-life sea and sky and told everybody that's what my artwork was like to them I'd kiss them

‘beyond the scope of this paper’ is a dear friend to me. I Am Not Fucking Talking About That

you’re telling me this rock i’m hitting is a bottom?

july is like a second go at new years. u have to treat it as such so u dont spin out

can i come over and bleed on your floor

little miss auditory processing disorder would like you to repeat what you just said then immediately respond to you before you finish

He looks exactly as you would picture the creator of plastic lawn flamingos to look.