We Are All Going To Be Ookay Some Day I Promise

my nostalgia for circa 2010 club music is hysterical to me. i was not at “the club” in two thousand and ten, i was at home on the family computer singing along to “like a G6” as if i wasn’t in the G6th fucking grade

Fall at Velma's schoolhouse

“Nobody’s going to want to sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours to get from New York City to LA.”

Me. I will sit on high-speed rail for fifteen hours. I’ll sit on it for days. I’ll write and read and nap and eat and then do it all over again. I’ll stare out the windows and see America from ground level and not have to drive. I’ll see the Rockies and the deserts and cornfields and the Mississippi River and your house and yours and yours too. I’ll make up stories in my head about the small towns I see as we go along. I’ll see the states I’ve yet to see because driving or flying there is a fucking slog and expensive to boot. I’ll enjoy the ride as much as the destination. And then I’ll do it all over again to come the fuck home.

@fairycosmos / Comic by @shhhitsfine / Comic by @incendavery

big nose fan club

A leetle Sam with Galadriel’s Gift to celebrate getting my blog back ^^

Works of what is ostensibly a visual medium where people constantly post screenshots of their favourite moments and it’s just three hundred words of colour coded dialogue:

Homestuck

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Disco Elysium