Note to self: come here more times a year
I came back to see your little face. I’m so happy to see you. I’m going to eat your finger.
Florence and the Machine - Stay With Me (Sam Smith cover)
[live @ Orange Warsaw Festival 06.14.2014] xx
This is out of this world.
Are you, like, a crazy person? I am quite sure they will say so.
OK BUT WHO REMEMBERS THIS SONG????? LIKE THIS SONG WAS THEEEEEEEEEEEE SHIT BACK IN THE DAY OMG I HATE MYSELF RIGHT NOW BUT I’M LOVIN’ IT
Do you ever have suCH A GOOD FAN FICTION IDEA
YOU CAN’T FUCKING WRITE IT BECAUSE THIS IDEA IS SO GOOD IT DESERVES AT LEAST 65,293 WORDS AND YOU KNOW YOU CAN’T GIVE IT THAT.
I wanna be
where the people are
ashleybeverly Onset with @diannaagron, she’s killing it today! #makeupbyabc #onset
i think there is no greater dark magic than the cha-cha slide
you will never get a group of people obeying every command so quickly as you will by putting on that song.
every previous conversation grinds to a halt as everyone goes to the left and then takes it back now y’all
"One of Russia’s greatest statesmen, Peter the Great, the Tsar and first Emperor of Russia, was a man of unwavering willpower, extraordinary energy and supreme vision. Having inherited a vast but backward state, he propelled Russia to the rank of a major European power. He led a cultural revolution that replaced some of the traditionalist and medieval social and political system with a modern, scientific, Europe-oriented, and rationalist system. Unlike all earlier Russian tsars, he didn’t shy away from hard physical labor and enjoyed a simple lifestyle. He towered at nearly seven feet and was a head above any other prominent men of Europe. Valuing honesty above all, Peter was ruthless in crushing all opposition and terrible in anger, lashing out with his stick even at his highest officials and closest advisors.”
342 Years Ago Today: the Birth of Peter the Great (b. 9 June 1672)
NO “TELEPHONES”. TALK TO EACH OTHER. FACE TO FACE ONLY. WRITE A LETTER. SEND A TELEGRAM TO YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 1860. LIVE.
NO ‘WRITING’… TALK TO EACH OTHER. THROW A ROCK AT YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 10,000 BCE. LIVE.
URGGA. ROU GRAAURH. RUH.
<SMACKS HANDS ON WALL WITH PAINT.>
NO ‘HIGHER BRAIN FUNCTIONS’ …USE YOUR REPTILIAN BRAIN
EAT YOUR MOM’S CORPSE SHE DIED TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SUSTENANCE
PRETEND YOU HAVE JUST AROSE FROM THE SEA
NO “MULTICELLULAR TRAITS”….. USE YOUR SYMBIOTIC MITOCHONDRIA
REPRODUCE ASEXUALLY, YOU’RE YOUR OWN PARENT
PRETEND IT’S 2BYA
NO “LIFE.” USE FUNDAMENTAL PHYSICAL FORCES TO FORM SPHERICAL OBJECTS REVOLVING AROUND ONE ANOTHER IN SPACE.
FUSE HYDROGEN INTO HELIUM USING GRAVITATIONAL PRESSURE TO PRODUCE HEAT AND LIGHT.
PRETEND IT’S 4.5BYA.
STABILIZE INTO EQUILIBRIA
NO “MATTER”. EXIST IN THE VOID WITHOUT PURPOSE OR MEANING.
THERE IS NO “YOU”, ONLY THE VAST CONCEPT OF NOTHING.
TIME DOES NOT EXIST.
I feel like something really important just happened