Everyone.

Attention.

Kale is gross.

Really.

Kale is gross.

Everyone stop it.

Today I read about the most terrible thing, it happened in 1938. I want to write a story about it.

I’ve been having writer’s block for months and the terrible thing that makes me sad and sick is what makes me want to write.

Surprise.

wholeswerepunctured:

haven’t made an embroidery in a while.

wholeswerepunctured:

haven’t made an embroidery in a while.

(via whenihavewingsto-fly)

It’s funny how time can you make you sad just kind of in general.

Am I best at anything? I’m probably the best at pushing down specific memories until I don’t remember them anymore.

Goddamnit, Murray.

Goddamnit, Murray.

(Source: patient-of-lacuna)

nevercertain:

I’m not crying. I just have something in my eye. Like a twig, or a branch.

(Source: clownstein, via mexicankitsch)

Welp.

Welp.

My friend said he was making a smoothie with Han Solo in Carbonite ice cubes and needed a good name. 

My Star Wars nerd doesn’t come out very often, but this was important.

My friend said he was making a smoothie with Han Solo in Carbonite ice cubes and needed a good name.

My Star Wars nerd doesn’t come out very often, but this was important.

Sorry! It’s still pretty good. Those are just some vague exaggerated gripes.

Sorry! It’s still pretty good. Those are just some vague exaggerated gripes.