people who repair quantums

Shea Rasol

Grand Central, NYC 1929 Its not possible anymore to take such photograph, as the buildings outside block the sun rays.

It’s too much. And then they would’ve had to have done me talking about the blink. And it never ends. I think they’re making me move it, to be honest. I don’t know how they get the time. They’ve got to have other jobs. It’s more like a hobby. You know, like stamp collecting. Something you do in your free time. 

Because a normal donut is too feminine

Yeahbuhwhat?

Hokages:Past, Present, and Future.

Dat thousand mile glare.

Mercy, drawn in PS.

"I saw, or fancied I saw, the room and its furniture just as I had seen it last, except that it was very dark, and I saw something moving round the foot of the bed, which at first I could not accurately distinguish. But I soon saw that it was a sooty-black animal that resembled a monstrous cat. It appeared to me about four or five feet long, for it measured fully the length of the hearthrug as it passed over it; and it continued to-ing and fro-ing with the lithe sinister restlessness of a beast in a cage." - Le Fanu, “Carmilla”