moami:

deseng:

moami:

if you find bones in the forest, sit a bit and listen. they are old and have some good stories to tell. maybe they’ll teach you a spell or two, or explain where the water on our planet came from.

if you find bones by the ocean, run. don’t look back. run, faster, faster. the sea may love you but there are nights where she knows neither mercy nor science, and the bones warn you only once.

boi if you find bones call the police i hate this website so much

this is a piece of creative writing, in case you couldn’t tell from the fact that real bones don’t usually go hey lil’ mama lemme whisper bony secrets in your ear or warn you of the incoming tides like a calcified weather frog.

Also, the bones were not specified human.

cair–paravel:

Interiors of the west London flat of
Hannah Cecil Gurney, daughter of
Claud Cecil Gurney, who founded the handmade wallpaper company de Gournay in 1986. The flat is decorated with de Gournay wallpapers.

I am sort of charmed that the décor theme here is “I OWN THE
WALLPAPERS COMPANY! I CAN HAVE ALL THE WALLPAPERS I WANT!”

Italian Minister Moves to Count and Expel Roma, Drawing Outrage

chirikli:

working-class-worm:

fellon-musk:

what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck

But Europe isn’t racist huh

More info on the situation. I do want people to realize, though, that this isn’t so much about “illegal immigrants” as it is specifically Romani people, who are despised throughout Europe even if we are citizens. This has been going on since we left India. Nazism and racism never went away for us. Don’t get me wrong, immigrants – legal or otherwise – are treated terribly in Europe and everywhere else. But the situation for Roma specifically is getting exponentially worse in the past few years and we need to do something about it.

thebigsartorialist:

Patient: “You’re wife dresses you well”
Me: “No, I do that myself”
Patient (grabs my arm): “Really? Do you go to the gym too? You have a lot of muscle”
Me: “Um, yes I do”
Patient: “You’re a real man’s man!”
Me: “You’re getting closer.”

This is the weirdest production of Lohengrin ever.

infernalpume:

y’know the biggest self drag is whenever anything written by a straight guy has one of those “sad artsy sex scenes” that are beautiful and dramatic but are passionless and leave both participants scarred forever.

like imagine being so bad at sex you need to make a whole movie to romanticise it.

Are these the kind where the characters just wordlessly go
up to each other and kind of fall into bed without so much as a “Did you have
any trouble finding my apartment?”

We weep owls

the-end-of-art:

From Prayers or Oubliettes
by Natalie Diaz

4
The world has tired of tears.
We weep owls now. They live longer.
They know their way in the dark.

reverseoppression:

I am extremely glad to hear that Trump has signed an executive order to end the separation of families, but please do not think that the battle for justice ends here.

tfw you’re hanging out with Falstaff, but you just. Love. Your. Hat. So. Much.