Musing - Blog Posts
he is an unyielding cornerstone made of steel and he would never shatter.
somewhere to begin, s.k (via somewheretobeginnovel)
All I care about is Mega-Desk. That is all I care about. Getting. More. Mega-Desk.
It’s amazing how much you can communicate without words.
Leah Raeder, Unteachable (via mewxsing)
[Image Description: Tag reading “eatin some soup w your loved one IS intimacy”]
The AO3 Tag of the Day is: It sure is!
taliyah: *holding a slightly creamy colored rock* this rock is mine. there are many like it, but this one is MINE.
*azir and taliyah stare at each other*
taliyah: *smacking azir across the face with said rock* BONK
yasuo: one time my daughter had a black eye, because she walked into a door and she’s stupid…
*audience laughs*
yasuo: yeah. and then, uh, we took her to ice cream, and everyone there was giving me like a dirty look. and then i realized, they think i hit her! and then she had a black eye and that’s why i’m taking her to ice cream.
yasuo: man, i just wanna say, fuck all of you, okay? she’s this big! *points at taliyah*
yasuo: you think if i hit her she’d have a black eye? man, she’d be fucking decimated! there’d be nothing there!
*audience laughs*
yasuo: look at this shit! i’d ruin her head with one punch! easily!
*audience laughs again*
yasuo: she has no defensive skills! she fucking sucks! you know, just smiling at me and then, PFF!
*audience laughs harder*
yasuo: there’d be just a…just a dent there like a fucking bomb went off!
I knew that THE LIGHTS of the city were TOO HEAVY for me.
DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS?! ↳ SILAS KYUN: human battle smith specialty artificer @silaskyun
❛ because the world is so full of death and horror, i try again and again to console my heart and pick the flowers that grow in the midst of hell.
@silaskyun happy birthday loveeeeee
u know what makes me cry..... that one van gogh quote about life changing for the better..... “many people seem to think it foolish, even superstitious, to believe that the world could still change for the better. and it is true that in winter it is sometimes so bitingly cold that one is tempted to say, ‘what do i care if there is a summer; its warmth is no help to me now.’ yes, evil often seems to surpass good. but then, in spite of us, and without our permission, there comes at last an end to the bitter frosts. one morning the wind turns, and there is a thaw. and so i must still have hope.” yeah..... Crying....
