why are men so fucking useless, they are all so clueless

armsracing -> whitepontiac

Day 175

Haha ha what lore, look, Hannah’s doing gardening :]

You leave the same impression of something beautiful but annihilating.

Food for thought…

One of the most tragic things about the SMP is there are no bonds being mended, only broken.

The only time bonds form between characters form is when one wants something from the other.

We never see characters move past things.

That is the tragedy of this story. Sometimes broken thing are too broken to be fixed especially if the people involved are also broken shells of the person they once were.

We can see this in almost every character.

The Thrawn & Ezra in the wildz adventure post is making its rounds again so I'd like to say; The well-meaning Thrawn stans trying to explain Thrawn lore to me are angels descended from heaven & I think it's very sweet but it's okay, you don't need to. I love seeing you guys have fun but I have incurable I Need To Be Mean To Thrawn Disease & your good intentions are like ammunition to me.

"Rose I can see the temple from here!"

“We rejoice because we have something which all the death and  corruption of this world cannot take away, that is, the eternal Kingdom of Jesus Christ.”

~Blessed Seraphim Rose

(Photo © dramoor 2019 Notre Dame Jerusalem Center, Israel)

꒰ ▒⇲ ▒₊ 🐁 ₎ ▒ ▒⡳ rose moodboard ？▒⋮ 🏐

▒▒ ᵅᵅ ▒༴ ♡ ▒⡳᳞ 🐇 ▒▒ ↓ ⌇ ▒ 💭

Blue is for mystery, black is for danger

This whole week has been chaotic & I’m thriving off it. 

And I’m thriving even more knowing the next coming weeks are only gonna be MORE chaotic

“Every flower is fragrant through the power of the Holy Spirit, in a delicate flow of aroma and tenderness of color; the beauty of the Great contained in what is small. Praise and honor to God, Who gives life, Who spreads forth the meadows like a flowering carpet, Who crowns the fields with golden ears of wheat and azure basilisks, and the soul – with the joy of contemplation. Let us rejoice and sing to Him: Alleluia.”

~Akathist Hymn Glory to God for All Things

(Photo © dramoor 2015)

Koichi: *Double checking supplies in the boat* Compass. CB radio. Sunscreen.

Rose: Hot dog costumes!

Koichi: I’m sorry, what?

Rose: You know, in case we get lost at sea, and one of us, probably Rohan, goes mad with hunger, we’ll put these on. Rohan hates hot dogs, so he probably won’t eat us.

Koichi: Are you saying that Rohan would rather eat us than hot dogs?

Rohan: I do hate hot dogs.

The feminine urge to revisit Rose Tattoo.

“you didn’t hire me to think, and i ain’t about to start now” once again felix proves himself the perfect man

:[ plsssss

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