found in the space between celestial fissures

you can be peeling a boiled egg and think to yourself wow. that was so simple. and then you peel another one and it’s like being in the throes of war. shell everywhere. egg mangled. tears in your eyes. that’s how god keeps you humble

I want tiramisu and to be able to start a brand new life

another history making marvel post I never see anyone talk about is “so is nobody helping blade kill all those vampires”

one time I went over to a friend's house and their housemate was making paper in the living room, and we saw this big tub full of water they were using to dissolve old scrap paper into a slurry, and everyone was immediately like "oh, you need scrap paper?" and started turning out their jacket pockets and producing expired coupons and bus tickets and crumpled receipts and old shopping lists and whatever else they'd been carrying round with them for no good reason, and passing it all to the paper-making housemate to make sure it was suitable before it got torn up and dropped into the tub, while people took turns stirring the slurry with a big wooden stick. it was strangely ritualistic, like presenting an offering to some kind of temple elder for inspection before placing it in a watery shrine to be devoured and reformed. pulp for the pulp god.

they should invent a father you can forgive

#if it hadn't been love armand would've pulled daniel's spine out thru his mouth in 2.08 so. yeah. yeah ofc it was love @ladyofthecreeddraws

me about a show i really like: the writers are so fucking stupid