i must not afternoon nap. afternoon nap is the mind-killer. afternoon nap is the little death that brings total obliteration. i will face my afternoon sleepy tired and permit it to pass over and through me. and when it has gone i will turn the inner eye to see its path. where the afternoon sleepy tired has gone there will be nothing. only i will remain
I MUST NOT AFTERNOON NAP. AFTERNOON NAP IS THE MIND KILLER
Punk & Metal gigs are always portrayed as scary, unsociable & intimidating in movies when in reality they are some of the friendliest gigs you can attend.
every time someone expresses fear over scary punks i think of all those photos of people in wheelchairs crowdsurfing, all taken from rock concerts
truly some of the raddest, kindest, most inclusive people
part of the universeâs inherent cruelty that all the parts of being a grownup that you idolized as a kid are both the best and worst parts of adulthood
ALT
ALT
balance in all things etc etc but this is mostly to say that whenever ur feeling rly down about how hard growing up and having responsibilities is, itâs worth trying to remember that your 6 year old self would be so excited about this. you gotta let that optimistic little motherfucker have a voice in your head, even if that voice mostly tells you to buy gushers when youâre in the middle of grocery shopping
why does my caladium act like she is starving for light. hang on
every day i ahve to reposition the damn lamp cuz sheâs dead set on sticking her first leaf Right The Fuck In There and i donât want her to burn. but every day i come home from work and she has closed the distance anyway. bestie PLEASE cooperate with me
i finally caved and moved her to the windowsill but this has clearly not satisfied her because she still presses that leaf RIGHT up against the glass
apparently instead of actually growing new leaves in order to increase her light intake sheâs decided that these are PERFECT conditions to flower in
tbh cables were like that and safety precautions werenât hard set in yet
Oh wow this is horrifying
Holy shit
first I was gonna reblog for the electroskelachnid and then I was going to reblog for the lady whoâs just like âmm yeah electrocute me in ur web mommyâ and now Iâm reblogging for the beautiful nightmare that used to be power lines