A Journey Through Sand And Time

look at these moody ass husbands

I'll never believe it wasn't supposed to be them.

i love tumblr. what other social media site would run a campaign urging people to get the fuck off of their platform right the hell now

#Hermes: he’s dead Dionysus you don’t actually have to do this #Dionysus [polishing his giant wooden dildo]: I made a PROMISE (x)

This is the also the myth of the creation of the dildo. And in some versions of the myth, Prosymnus’ soul was so overjoyed, that he was transferred to Elysium. That’s right, Dionysus rode Prosymnus’ pseudo-dick so good that he was moved to the Blessed AfterlifeTM

dionysus: can’t believe prosymnus died before I could keep my promise to let him bone me the nymphs: you don’t have to, you know dionysus, oiling up the world’s first dildo: no I’m gonna

Prosymnus’ soul literally ascended

Shout out to all the notes-app poems, love letters, secrets, novels, diary entries, bucket lists and lyrics that were hurredly typed into people’s phones at 3am and then hidden from the world and forgotten. Maybe one day you’ll open the app and laugh at how pretentious you were, or maybe you’ll smile at that part of yourself that noone else saw

i don’t think people should have to work in their 20s i think they should just be government designated Adventure Years where you’re paid to wander the country and go on journeys of self discovery and have gay sex and try different foods and sing badly in cars and create enemies and find fleeting father figures and sometimes commit crimes

op just reinvented the 17th century tradition of the grand tour like that

I need a grand tour