irren ist menschlich

I feel this!!! Also love how you muted the color along the way, I think it makes it that much more impactful!

This is the thing!

babe are you okay you rb'ed “you’re too loud” 15 times today

GLORIOUS AMERICAN BEVERAGE, RECARBONATED OVER TEN THOUSAND TIMES

That is just an atrocious sword, huh?

Or maybe we should think twice about what we put in our bodies

Official graveyard post

devastating: artist who has not practiced fundamentals enough to execute high concept idea eats shit

Annual reblog of Freddie and his magnificent cats.

happy Pride Eve!

truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

I don't have time for tumblr discourse they're calling the very hungry caterpillar degenerate art over on twitter