@purgatorialrecklessness / purgatorialrecklessness.tumblr.com
Outside of the tumblr app, I’ve lost access to all of my tumbles associated with this one and its email address.
I’ve made a new tumblr, if you want to follow that one.
It’s whalefallpunk.tumblr.com
I'm going to sign out of this account and start using just that one. I've followed all the blogs I was following, but this is the last update from this one.
I made my father a Midsummer lemon poppy cake today, among the many other merry activities I’ve partaken in for the Summer Solstice. Hope everyone is having a blessed Midsummer/Litha! 😊🌿
Minimalist One Line Tattoos by Mo Ganji
Berlin-based tattoo artist Mo Ganji creates impressive tattoos with the use of one single line. You can see the artist’s swirling strokes, dots, and points of beginning and end in every illustration. The simple, yet contemporary pieces appear as an abstract work done in black.
Each piece is a breathtaking representation of real life objects composed with a high skill and grace. They are delicate, yet strong fixtures on the body.
Oscar: “Poe has a lot of love to give” *looks into camera*
Me: *backflips into the sun*
That vaguely flirtatious vibe you have with all your single gay friends
This is a real thing
its this constant air of like “i’d be down if you were down but i’m not going to pursue it and neither are you so lets just lowkey flirt all the time”
Tonight’s Cantab feature is Anis Mojgani! I don’t really need to say any more than that; if you know, you’ll show up. This is from his poem “When We Were Geese,” published in Paper Darts. (via bostonpoetryslam)
a muggleborn student coming to hogwarts with a thermos flask and filling it with tea in the morning so it stays hot all day and their pureblood friends are like “whoa what spell did you use for that” and they’re like “?????? it’s just a thermos???” and all the pureblood students start pointing their wands at cups and saying “THERMOS”
THERMOS
Okay but instead of shipping the grumpy one with the cinnamon roll, imagine shipping two grumpy ones. Just being salty about fucking everything together all the time. Having the same salty philosophy on life and snickering at other people’s idiocy 24/7.
he’s beauty he’s grace he’s mr united states
CALL LIFE ALERT A SENIOR CITIZEN HAS FALLEN
unprotect kyle ron at all costs. disprotect him. anti protect him. endanger him.
kyle ron endangerment squad
I had something stolen from me when I was eleven.
I used to be into cars like really heavily.
My parents tolerated this, I guess a sort of parental thing to tolerate your child’s eccentricities.
Anyway, I was having a particularly heavy week talking about all the cars I wanted to own when I got older.
That week was the week I got my childlike enthusiasm stolen away from me.
Out of nowhere my dad raised his voice to me to say:
“Cars are just transportation, just a way to get from Point A to Point B. There is nothing romantic about them.”
I never felt the same way about cars again and never talked about them with my parents.
- Beach Sloth blogs hard
Rupi Kaur, from milk and honey (via lifeinpoetry)
if you find that you cannot live for yourself, then live for the beautiful things. live for the morning dew and the lightning storms and the flower that grows through a crack in the side walk in front of your house. live for the beautiful things.
Silas House, This is My Heart for You (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)
