I Love Your Light.
(Source: cite-belle, via jack-fantastic)
Oh that’s why! Because everything IS ending.
Why does it seem like everything is ending?
| Parents: | -flipping through TV channels in the den, stumble across Doctor Who on BBC America- |
| -theme song comes on- | |
| Dad: | Oh...oh dear god... |
| -shuffle shuffle- | |
| -scuffle scratch scratch- | |
| -scratch CRASH scuffle BANG CRASH- | |
| Me: | -bursts through the door- I HEARD THE SONG OF MY PEOPLE. |
“Once a little boy sent me a charming card with a little drawing on it. I loved it. I answer all my children’s letters — sometimes very hastily — but this one I lingered over. I sent him a card and I drew a picture of a Wild Thing on it. I wrote, “Dear Jim: I loved your card.” Then I got a letter back from his mother and she said, “Jim loved your card so much he ate it.” That to me was one of the highest compliments I’ve ever received. He didn’t care that it was an original Maurice Sendak drawing or anything. He saw it, he loved it, he ate it.” ― Maurice Sendak
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I only laughed at this for two minutes straight.
(Source: memehumor, via unicornniffler16)
shit yo.
(via galaticoceans)
I’m not sorry I blog hipster theater pictures so often.
(Source: hipstertheatrepictures)
| Me: | *eats entire contents of kitchen* |
| Me: | *realizes that I was not, in fact, hungry, but incredibly sad and dissatisfied with the general direction of my life* |
