sowed some stuff but i’m thinking i might not reap it. if it sucks i’ll probably just not reap it.
man devs should have been so good. why did it have to suck so hard
new year new me
Aries: You dream of things that eat up all your dead skin while you sleep. This is the natural cycle of things.
Taurus: As you sit, leaned against the wall, know that you are being watched by something hungry that thinks you’re its mom. That’s also where the rabbit heads are coming from.
Gemini: Find your weaknesses. Skin and eat them. You will become unstoppable.
Cancer: It is easy to be disdainful of problems you have solved. It’s hard to fix them for someone else.
Leo: Life is a series of groundbreaking accomplishments fueled by rage and exhaustion, and recovering from those accomplishments.
Virgo: Defend what is yours. Defend what is theirs. Grab a rifle and get involved with the community.
Libra: Movement is impossible with balance. See the world, fuck shit up.
Scorpio: Rage at the world is impotent and useless. Rage at the self is excellent, you can change that guy and what else do you have to do with your time?
Ophiuchus: I see you there, nose turned up at the screen. Feel the confusion wash through your head. Say nothing. Ask nothing. Enjoy it.
Sagittarius: A light in the dark is no soft beacon. All can see you now. Hold your weapon ready.
Capricorn: We figured out how to go to war for non-violence. You want an uncomplicated life? Go be a plant. Seriously, that would be awesome plants are chill.
Aquarius: Eat something today. Do it in defiance of all the things keeping you pinned to the bed. If you’re gonna go out, do it with a finger up.
Pisces: The stars said nothing today, but they sang the lyrics to “Dare to be Stupid”. So there you go.
after corona has been tamed, im going to suck off any doctor or nurse who wants it. idgaf. you saved a bunch of people from rona? you risked your health to help us during a plague? drop em. truly braver than the troops.
First one to make a vaccine gets to smash RAW
will: I’d like a grilled cheese.
waittress: of course coming right up sir
hannibal: interesting… when one applies heat to the square slice of cheese on your sandwich, it will undergo a metamorphosis. What was once a solid now becomes liquid…perhaps too much so to contain between slices of toasted bread. Yet we will still call it cheese. Tell me Will, have you become difficult to contain under the heat of your past? Or are you still an innocent slice of cheese,
When two Bards meet randomly on a quest.
I love everything about this? The Suit walking out of the subway holding on to a flute! His double-take! How he practically SKIPS back to where the Busker is sitting! LOOK AT THAT CHILDLIKE GLEE ON THE SUIT’S FACE! HE CAN BARELY PLAY THROUGH IT!! The Busker realizing “OH THIS IS HAPPENING” and taking a moment to exaggerate his playing so the Suit can pick up the riff! The Suit without any prompting taking the supporting role in their impromptu jam session and letting the Busker lead!! The Busker respectfully (and skillfully) switching gears into the coda to finish as the Suit does!!
HUMANS BEING BROS!!!
Pardon the reblog on main I just really wanted to share how much this made me smile!
Bards be like that
when I was younger, I used to think true love was tumultuous and intense. but now, I feel like real love is gentle. passionate in a soft, sweet way. not fireworks and drama, but a love that’s like coming home, the breeze on a still summer day. a balm to the aches of the world.