“You need to believe in things that aren’t true. How else can they become” - Hogfather, Terry Pratchett
Here it is: the core of his work. Everything else accretes around this, like pearl around a grain of diamond grit.

“You need to believe in things that aren’t true. How else can they become” - Hogfather, Terry Pratchett
Here it is: the core of his work. Everything else accretes around this, like pearl around a grain of diamond grit.
i have to believe somewhere, someone is trying a taco for the first time. someone is taking their first shower. someone is coming home to a new puppy.
i have to believe that this winter, someone new to snow will pull out a 5 dollar plastic sled and throw themselves down a hill, just to try it.
i think i'm probably lucky to be familiar with sunrises. i live in an area where the lightning bugs dance in their cocktail hours. i take chickadees for granted.
today i saw a tree that had changed to fall colors, and my first reaction was to grimace. i love autumn, but i hate the cold. i don't want it to be winter yet.
but how lucky, to live in a place where the leaves do change color - so bright and vibrant that people make treks from around the world just to look at what i grew-up-with. my mom's friend was a teacher in florida. she used to ask us to mail her an assortment of leaves, just to show her children - to prove to them yes, they really do turn yellow and orange and red.
last year i finally tried pumpkin spice for the first time. someone this year will find a new favorite knitting pattern. someone's favorite band will drop a new album. artists will make things we haven't yet imagined. there will be chalk drawings and magnet poetry and karaoke and recipes and laughing.
it is easy to forget. this was all new to me, once. and when it was - well, it was just all so easy to love.
You can only reblog this on the 3st of January
the 3st huh?
I- I had this scheduled for today-fnejdndhjd
Hey OP? What the FUCK does this mean?
decay exists as an extant form of life
That’s a terrifying answer, have a nice day
I hope this time next year you’ll have thousands of new happy memories
late 1972 is when Naked and Dead takes place, the comic Medic made this deal:
tf2 heritage post
For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.
— Lianyu Tan, from “The Wicked and the Willing.”
— Anaïs Nin
Schiaparelli Spring 2022 Couture
Sudden wave of an immense love for humanity has hit me once again…
We all exist together… that’s pretty neat…
Hassidriss ‘She Rises at Dusk’ Fall 2020 Haute Couture Collection
🖤. Art by ikeda saki (@_sakikeda) / Twitter
Flower petals cause blood-like stains on the grave of opera singer Jane Margyl in Batignolles cemetery in Paris.
I laughed way too hard at this
in case anyone is looking through the notes trying to find the original artist it’s will mcphail !! feel free to check out his site but also here are some other things he made too !!
OOOHHH CLICK ON THAT LINK THIS GUY IS FUCKING GREAT
HOLY SHIT
this guy GETS IT
it’s like Gary Larson and Bill Watterson ‘s dna was spliced in a lab.
It’s like The New Yorker, but if it was funny!
“Listen to me…” is definitely Elva talking to Little Allison!
| Jeffrey Weinstock, Invisible Monsters: Vision, Horror, and Contemporary Culture
[ text i.d: it takes a village to make a monster. end i.d ]
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