i gotta suspicion everyone got a secret hoard of something they keep hidden from their friends let if its shoes and makeup or like teacups that shits fine and all but once i went to my buddy mikes house and like,, well i knew him for years since like fucking 2006, we talk non stop,used to be my bff of the year and what not, ya whatever, i hop to get something from his basement once and i turn on the light and its littered with not a handful, but at least 20 hand made dollhouses with little trees and paint jobs and everything made from wood he harvested from his fathers construction company, all he missing is furniture and little people like FUCK that fucked me up so bad, but thats not the point of my story here see, it didnt fuck w me as much as after i visited my not so much anymore freinds house in 10th grade and she had a collection of her friends hair and she asked me for a snippet becasue she never had blue before and i went home and blocked her number anyway she jsut messaged me on instagram 30 min ago and i had to like sit in my kitchen in the dark for a while jsut thinking about how scary it is to know people but not know them at all
catch me cryin in the club I’m living for this couple
Listen to the sound of wikipedia
This is a way to listen to changes to wikipedia. You are literally listening to knowledge being added to the world.
Pluck sounds are an addition, strings are subtractions, and the pitch says how how big the edit is. My heart shudders at this I love it so much.
Don’t confuse my hatred of the hyperwealthy for jealousy over what they have. I don’t want a six figure sports car, or a 40 room mansion, or a gold leaf truffle wagyu steak dinner. I want redistribution of wealth that allows for infrastructural support of all citizens’ basic survival needs.
I majored in English lit in college and I absolutely believe all the fanfics I’ve read have more literary merit than most of the published fiction I’ve gotten through. Fanfic writers are brave and ballsy and laughing and weeping. And they hold your hand. There’s so much contact between writer and reader, it’s visceral. And I think fanfiction is in part a reaction against the shame of an outdated community of people who attach all these rules and regulations and bullshit to the act of writing that they actually just limit their own ability to tell stories. So conclusively--fuck them and keep scrolling through all the cherik you can handle on a Tuesday.
Someone: do you like to read books?
Me: * thinks about all the gay fanfic I read at all times *
Me: yes.
TEXTS FROM CAS Why Dean isn’t taking Cas to comic con