H… Hatsune Mic

so I was talking with my brother the other day and I mentioned the new Barbie teaser trailer that came out and it prompted him to pitch me that instead of doing the live action film, what they really should have done is continue to do more of those animated Barbie films except instead of adapting the typical fairy tales, they should have Barbie play classical and historical figures such as Joan of Arc, Helen of Troy, Cleopatra, Medea from Jason and the Argonauts, Mary Antoinette, etc.

and ideally these films should still be PG-rated so that a whole generation of kids will grow up watching these films and then later on in adulthood write posts like ‘TIL that the barbie film i grew up watching was actually based on the story of Joan of Arc.’

who do I call to make this happen because I think my brother is on to something here…

yes i’m a reasonably intelligent person. yes i’m a dumbass and a fool. multiple things can be true

Who invented boredom and where are they. I just wanna talk

are you ever scrolling through tumblr and you have a thought and immediately lose it so you have to scroll back up to give your brain the conditions under which it originally created the thought so you can bring it back

With mine own tears I wash away my balm, with mine own hands I give away my crown

Richard II (2013) [pt. 1] [pt. 3]

Black and White painting  by Bob Ross

my hobbies include making hot tea, going to the library and daydreaming a lot

My mother says I’m not ambitious enough. That I have no idea where I am going, and on the surface this seems true.

When you dig under, though, you see I have specific goals; too specific to declare a goal at all, most would say.

I want to teach history, I want to help a local library, I want to go to a cafe and be known for specific orders and little else, I want to be the person that you can go to and have the exact book your looking for. I want to be the person that takes care of the city birds, the person tending to plants abandoned in cigarettes and rubbish near shopping centers, the person always in a hurry yet never seen running, the person that will actually stop to talk to you even in a rush, the person that always has a spare bed just in case. The person that will take anyone out for food, the person that cries at small beauties, the person that is always smiling at small pranks that you have no idea if he was involved in, the person that will go to hell itself to get you what you want.

But all I can say to her is: “I’d like to teach history and have an apartment of my own.”

Because how could you explain that you’d like to live?

RT really has a type huh

Member of the “Sorry, I didn’t hear what you just told me, because there are those two people talking 5 meters away, a child crying on the opposite sidewalk, and 3 cars passing by, on all of which my brain focused and put at equal volume in my ear instead of politely putting your sound first” squad