The Great Dying

I was tagged by @iamjustmehere777, sorry for the late reply!

rule: answer 10 questions then tag 10 people!

Last movie you saw
: I just remembered I watched The Martian with my cousins at the end of June!
Last song you listened to: A What’s Up cover in a minor key
Last show you watched: Steven Universe
Last book you read: Must’ve been Blue Lily, Lily Blue
Last thing you ate: Banana with peanut butter and chocolate chips XD
If you could be anywhere right now, where would it be: I’m pretty content right where I am now tbh
When would you time travel to: Probably like. Back to when the first plants started colonizing dry land. Or maybe back to the Great Dying to figure out exactly what caused it
First thing you would do with lottery money: Not sure tbh, maybe buy a house or a piece of land
Fictional character you would hang out with for a day
: Take a wild guess XD. Probably Pidge and/or Hunk and/or Shiro. Hiccup would be fun to hang out with too, not least because DRAGONS
Time right now: 5:50pm


i mean are we really surprised that p*ulie is a misogynistic pig? look who he’s related to/friends with

Will be away or not posting as much for sometime again since im in the middle of finding a place to moveout in the next 10 or so days. Basically this shit family is on the verge of being evicted and is telling me to give the money ive worked on struggling to moveout for myself or they put me out for not giving which is great cause ive been dying n crying to leave this place and dont have anything to do with their issue. Basically im in NYC and have $680 saved currently looking for a long term room to rent monthly in lower Manhatten (close to my job in one of the World Trade Towers) or Downtown Brooklyn or anything else tbh. I’ll be throwing so much shit away so all i’ll have is a few books, clothes, costume props and my laptop. Any room $400 max $600 would be great and highly appreciated and my deadline is Sep 1st. If youd like to donate at all my paypal is and i also have a button on my blog.

Thanks so so much!!

I can’t STANd this

Kpop: So August has been a pretty busy month with all these comebacks and debuts, how are you fairing?

Me: *literally dying* Doing great……only a couple more days until September and I can focus on scho-

Got7: *announces Flight Log: Turbulence with a “sexy” concept *


Originally posted by ponselog

yA KNOW i dont know how far bts will go (i’m hoping they go extremely far and they stay together for as long as a group like shinee or bigbang) but what i do know is that boy namjoon is gonna BE something. he’s gonna fuckin make something of himself, hell he already has!!!!!! he’s already amazing but shit i just know he’s gonna be remembered and he’s gonna be known no matter what its for

So after seven books, eight movies and a trip to Universal Studios, you think you would prefer to go to Hogwarts than live in real life. Everyone gets assigned a very useful pet owl, you can fly around on broomsticks and you don’t have to stick to MLA formatting or learn differential geometry. Sounds great! Except everyone is dying all the time. Cedric Diggory. Dead. Fred Weasley. Dead. Let’s face it, if there was an evil wizard trying to put an end to humanity on the campus of Ohio State, people would stop going there.

Just to recap - Hogwarts:

Pros: magic and other cool stuff

Con: death is everywhere.

By this logic, our goal this episode is to figure out what would be the best fictional school to attend. We found that most schools in fiction have a much higher death rate than the normal high school or university. We’ll take that into consideration.

THIS WEEK: Co-hosts Jack O'Brien and Daniel O'Brien are joined by Cracked’s Josh Sargent and Alex Schmidt, and comedians Alison Leiby, Brandie Posey, Riley Silverman and Steven Wilbur to talk Hogwarts, Starfleet Academy, Sunnydale High and more.

8 Fictional Schools That Would Be Awesome To Go To

An American Prayer


Do you know the warm progress under the stars?
Do you know we exist?
Have you forgotten the keys to the Kingdom?
Have you been borne yet & are you alive?
Let’s reinvent the gods, all the myths of the ages
Celebrate symbols from deep elder forests
[Have you forgotten the lessons of the ancient war]
We need great golden copulations
The fathers are cackling in trees of the forest
Our mother is dead in the sea
Do you know we are being led to slaughters by placid admirals
& that fat slow generals are getting obscene on young blood
Do you know we are ruled by T.V.
The moon is a dry blood beast
Guerilla bands are rolling numbers in the next block of green vine
Amassing for warfare on innocent herdsmen who are just dying
O great creator of being grant us one more hour to perform our art & perfect our lives
The moths & atheists are doubly divine & dying
We live, we die & death not ends it
Journey we more into the Nightmare
Cling to life our passion’d flower
Cling to cunts & cocks of despair
We got our final vision by clap
Columbus’ groin got filled w/ green death
(I touched her thigh & death smiled)
We have assembled inside this ancient & insane theatre
To propagate our lust for life & flee the swarming wisdom of the streets
The barns are stormed
The windows kept & only one of all the rest
To dance & save us
W/ the divine mockery of words
Music inflames temperament
(When the true King’s murderers are allowed to roam free a 1000 magicians arise in the land)
Where are the feasts
We were promised
Where is the wine
The New Wine
(dying on the vine)
Resident mockery give us an hour for magic
We of the purple glove
We of the starling flight & velvet hour
We of arabic pleasure’s breed
We of sundome & the night
Give us a creed
To believe
A night of Lust
Give us trust in
The Night
Give of color
Hundred hues
A rich Mandala
For me & you & for your silky pillowed house
A head, wisdom & a bed
Troubled decree
Resident mockery
Has claimed thee
We used to believe in the good old days
We still receive In little ways
The Things of Kindness & unsporting brow
Forget & allow
Did you know freedom exists in a school book
Did you know madmen are running our prison
W/in a jail, w/in a gaol, w/in a white free protestant
We’re perched headlong
On the edge of boredom
We’re reaching for death
On the end of a candle
We’re trying for something
That’s already found us
We can invent Kingdoms of our own
Grand purple thrones, those chairs of lust
& love we must, in beds of rust
Steel doors lock in prisoner’s screams
& muzak, AM, rocks their dreams
No black men’s pride to hoist the beams
While mocking angels sift what seems
To be a collage of magazine dust
Scratched on foreheads of walls of trust
This is just jail for those who must
Get up in the morning & fight for such unusable standards
While weeping maidens show-off penury & pout ravings for a mad staff
Wow, I’m sick of doubt
Live in the light of certain
Cruel bindings
The servants have the power dog-men & their mean women
Pulling poor blankets over our sailors
(& where were you in our lean hour)
Milking your moustache?
Or grinding a flower?
I’m sick of dour faces
Staring at me from the T.V.
Tower. I want roses in my garden bower; dig?
Royal babies, rubies must now replace aborted
Strangers in the mud
These mutants, blood-meal
For the plant that’s plowed
They are waiting to take us into the severed garden
Do you know how pale & wanton thrillful
Comes death on strange hour
Unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you’ve brought to bed
Death makes angels of us all & gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as raven’s claws
No more money, no more fancy dress
This other Kingdom seems by far the best until its other jaw reveals incest & loose obedience to a vegetable law
I will not go
Prefer a Feast of Friends
To the Giant family


Great screaming Christ
Lazy Mary will get you up upon a Sunday morning
“The movie will begin in 5 moments”
The mindless Voice announced
“All those unseated, will await The next show”
We filed slowly, languidly into the hall. The auditorium was vast, & silent.
As we seated & were darkened
The Voice continued:
“The program for this evening is not new. You have seen This entertainment thru & thru.
You’ve seen your birth, your life & death; you might recall all of the rest
- (did you have a good world when you died?) - enough to base a movie on?”
An iron chuckle rapped our minds like a fist.
I’m getting out of here
Where’re you going?
To the other side of the morning
Please don’t chase the clouds
Pagodas, temples
Her cunt gripped him
Like a warm friendly hand.
“It’s all right.
All your friends are here.”
When can I meet them?
“After you’ve eaten”
I’m not hungry
“O, we meant beaten”
Silver stream, silvery scream,
Impossible concentration
Here come the comedians
Look at them smile
Watch them dance
An indian mile
Look at them gesture
How aplomb
So to gesture everyone
Words dissemble
Words be quick
Words resemble walking sticks
Plant them
They will grow
Watch them waver so
I’ll always be
A word-man
Better than a birdman
But I’ll charge
Won’t get away
W/out lodging a dollar
Shall I say it again
Aloud, you get the point
No food w/out fuel’s gain
I’ll be, the irish loud
Unleashed my beak
At peak of powers
O girl, unleash
Your worried comb
O worried mind
Sin in the fallen
Backwoods by the blind
She smells debt
On my new collar
Arrogant prose
Tied in a network of fast quest
Hence the obsession
Its quick to admit
Fats borrowed rhythm
Woman came between them
Women of the world unite
Make the world safe
For a scandalous life
Hee Heee
Cut your throat
Life is a joke
Your wife’s in a moat
The same boat
Here comes the goat
Blood Blood Blood Blood
They’re making a joke
Of our universe


Are you more real than me
I’ll burn you, & set you free
Wept bitter tears
Excessive courtesy
I won’t forget


A hot sick lava flowed up,
Rustling & bubbling.
The paper-face.
Mirror-mask, I love you mirror.
He had been brainwashed for 4 hrs.
The LT. puzzled in again
“ready to talk”
“No sir” - was all he’d say.
Go back to the gym.
Very peaceful
Air base in the desert
Looking out venetian blinds
A plane
A desert flower
Cool cartoon
The rest of the World
Is reckless & dangerous
Look at the
Stag films


A ship leaves port
Mean horse of another thicket
Wishbone of desire
Decry the metal fox

Indefinite hiatus. (No Read More because of mobile)

Hey, gang.

So, I think I should explain what has been going on over here, since I haven’t been so open about it. Firstly, I ran into some drama within my group of friends that lasted longer than it needed to, which was partly my fault cause I kept mum about how I felt about the whole thing. We’ve more or less solved everything, but I’m still trying to get over some of the stuff that happened.

During that ordeal, my sister and I learned that a dear friend of ours in VA passed away from suicide. It was very hard to deal with this, and I’m still trying to accept what happened. Things began to pile on top of each other. Yesterday, I found out that my Great Uncle Mike is dying.

Another tragedy took place, but by law I not allowed to disclose it. So, my sister and I (and my family) have been undergoing a slew of crappy events which we simply cannot control.

I’m also very sick, as my doctor put it. So I’ll be trying to get healthy again. My creativity levels have plummeted because f all of this, so I’ll also be focusing on that.

How long I will be gone, is unknown. My queue will only be used for my sister’s and friend’s art and posts. If you wish to unfollow me because of this, you are free to do so. If you are a mutual who wishes to stay in contact with me outside of Tumblr, you may ask for my Facebook or phone number. The only posts I’ll be making is my own art or writing.

I’m sorry.

All of you, take care. I’ll miss you all so much.