renniequeer:

Sometimes celebrating your faith is getting together with your fellows and participating in a big public ritual.

Sometimes celebrating your faith is a quiet moment of looking up at the sky and knowing that if nothing else, the moon and the sun are going to continue their cycle until so far into the future that it’s not a concern.

webheadstan:

curds-and-wheyface:

I think a fundamental part of online friendships that people ‘outside’ fail to understand is how comforting it is to have friends right there in your pocket who will keep you company in good times and bad, listen to your rants, let you vent, be supportive whilst offering outsider perspective…

• Need to be alone but need support too? Pocket friends.
• Something awful just happened and there’s nobody around for you to tell? Pocket friends.
• Need to let your feelings out but don’t want people to see you ugly-cry? Pocket friends.

Keep being amazing, pocket friends. You couldn’t possibly imagine how important you are.

@jarvis-ismy-copilot

confessionofobsession:

antoni: apparently you’ve never used salt before, so here’s a great recipe!

tan: you should wear more than one tshirt

karamo: maybe go outside! here’s some theatre tickets

jonathan: did u know you can trim your beard and also use moisturiser

bobby: I Spent Seven Days Renovating Your Entire Nasty, Unclean House For Almost No Thanks

writing-prompt-s:

txbiio:

writing-prompt-s:

You are a clumsy but sweet person living in a time where robots are commonplace and do most manual tasks for humans. They can’t speak, but every time you bump into one you profusely apologize. You also always say thank you and treat them kindly, despite being inanimate. One morning, you wake up and peek out your window to see chaos and destruction- and your house and front yard are in pristine shape.

I watch the onslaught from the parted blinds of my window. The flames dance amongst the dead, an endless game of chase to those unlucky enough to still be alive. Cars and houses have been abandoned, already destroyed and burned to a black char. Dread grips me as the stench of death and burnt flesh reaches my nostrils, a sickening, gut-wrenching feeling that only the victims of the world’s deepest horrors could ever understand. With whatever strength I have, I look back at my own robot, sat atop my coffee table seemingly oblivious to the merciless slaughter outside. My mouth opens, and for the first time in what felt like hours, I speak.

“This is so sad, Alexa play despacito.”

beautiful.

mellenabrave:

thefemaleofspecies:

Everybody pause your discussions about white men in androgynous clothing for a second and look at Ranveer Singh, a brown bollywood actor absolutely SMASHING it in these outfits for Vogue India 

Hes wearing a whole dress with BANGLES if yall cant tell

Things he did?That 

Just look

Amazing

I saw a man so beautiful I cried.

crowcoreofficial:

THE MOST IMPORTANT PART OF CROWCORE

no matter how goth you look, no matter if you hang out in cemeteries and graveyards and collect dead things and bones

you must always strive to have fun and be dumb as hell!!!!!

otherwise whats the point of being a crow!