This is the book that I write

THINKING, FEELING, LOST IN MEMORY, DREAMINGLY SELF-AWARE, THE SUBMICROSCOPIC MOMENTS

dylanfuller:

humorking:

my hobbies include looking at text posts and wondering how i didn’t think of them first

This text post is a perfect example of itself

“How do you play this game?”
“Every time you fuck up, you drink.”
“Whoa, just like life.”

"It was not a street anymore but a world, a time and space of falling ash and near night. He was walking north through rubble and mud and there were people running past holding towels to their faces or jackets over their heads. They had handkerchiefs pressed to their mouths.They had shoes in their hands, a women with one shoe in each hand, running past him. They ran and fell, some of them, confused and ungainly, with debris coming down around them, and there were people taking shelter under cars.
"The roar was still in the air, the buckling rumble of the fall. This was the world now. Smoke and ash came rolling down streets and turning corners, busting around corners, seismic tides of smoke, with office paper flashing past, standard sheets with cutting edge, skimming, whipping past, otherworldly things in the morning pall."
Don DeLillo, opening lines of Falling Man 

singlepatriotsinyourarea:

i base my foreign policy views off toby keith songs and Facebook memes. i think we should cut welfare and spend that money on drawing flames and/or teeth on our missiles

“If we can’t write diversity into sci-fi, then what’s the point? You don’t create new worlds to give them all the same limits of the old ones.”

—   

Jane Espenson (from interview with Advocate.com)\

I dunno how many which ways this needs to be said

(via aragingquiet)

(Source: fluffymoalabear, via literarylibido)

euo:

Considering how dangerous everything is nothing is really very frighteningGertrude Stein: Everybody’s  Autobiography (1937)Mikko Kourinki

euo:

Considering how dangerous everything is nothing is really very frightening
Gertrude Stein: Everybody’s  Autobiography (1937)
Mikko Kourinki

(via barefootandstoned)

How’s this for a #NoFilter ? Sunset over the San Bernardino valley after a thunderstorm.

“Drawing on my fine command of language, I said nothing.”

—   Unknown (via larmoyante)

(via pleonasmus)

louieapplesauce:

My, very princely indeed. Such skill. And such class. Dazzling.We feel a swoon coming on.

This was a good use of 55 seconds of my life.

(via mutabilityisourtragedy)

"Male gamers are very open to dialog. This comic is about women outright lying to make their points. If you want to talk to me about sexism in video games, cool, we got some ground to cover. But don’t lie to make your point. Lets deal with some real shit, not some fake crybaby shit."

votre-aman-cara:

"Male gamers are very open to dialog" 

*proceeds to call women liars and crybabies for wanting to talk about sexism in video games*

me: What’s your stance on Oxford commas?

gf: I love them.

me: I love them, this conversation, and you. 

This was worth breaking my New Years’ resolution of No Buzzfeed Not Ever just to watch.