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Akira, in chapter 5: CAN’T I HAVE A FUCKING FREE SUNDAY TO STAY IN BED AND SLEEP THE DAY AWAY WITHOUT HAVING MY FUCKING PHONE RINGING!? I WORK LIKE A SINGLE MOTHER OF EIGHT AND NOBODY APPRECIATES MY CURRY AND I STILL HAVE MEMENTOS, AND PALACES TO CLEAR AND HOMEWORK AND I HAVE TO CLEAN FUTABA’S ROOM, STUDY WITH MAKOTO, GO SHOPPING WITH ANN, HARVEST HARU’S POTATOES,  WORK OUT WITH RYUJI, TAKE MORGANA TO THE MOVIES, FEED YUSUKE AND HANG OUT WITH GORO BECAUSE NOBODY FUCKING LIKES HIM—— AND I AM FOUR LOCKPICKS AWAY FROM GIVING MYSELF TO THE POLICE BECAUSE JAIL CAN’T BE THIS FUCKING BAD I SWEAR TO GOD…!!

anonymous asked:

Hi, I was wondering how you moved out of Texas? Im trying to move back to my home state and I don't have a car and I don't know how to get my things there. Do you have any advice? Thank you and I love your channel and blog.

I actually got a car while I was in texas (That cost of living, and I RIGHT) and had it shipped back to PA, and put all of my stuff inside of it. :/ So, not really advice that could work for you :/ but I also only moved with clothes, a few mementos and my bike, not really any furniture. 

Ci sono post per cui un like non basta,bisognerebbe estrarli dal monitor e tatuarseli sulla pelle…come memento per le emozioni che ti hanno procurato leggendoli..

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Collection of lachrymatorys (or lachrymosas), these tear catchers or tear vials - sometimes worn on a necklace, sometimes merely held - were used to gather the tears wept by mourners at funerals, to hold the tears of people mourning the passing of loved ones. One type of lachrymosa had a special top which allowed the tears to evaporate (signifying the time to stop mourning), others had a sealed top to allow the tears to last for a year, at which point they would be poured on the grave of the person whom the tears were wept for, Victorian era, 19th Century.

Headcanon that after Matt is rescued, he starts travelling the galaxy, fighting on behalf of the rebellion and doing whatever he can to screw over the Galra. But he also develops a habit of picking up souvenirs on each of the planets and moons he lands on - just little stones or leaves or sticks, whatever he can find - whenever he thinks of Shiro or has a moment where he wishes Shiro is with him. He collects and keeps all of these little trinkets in a box that he carries with him, promising himself that one day he’ll get to show Shiro his collection.

Then he and Shiro are finally reunited. Matt brings out the box and explains what it is before handing it over. Shiro thinks it’s adorable that Matt made a little collection for him, but then he opens it up and is absolutely gobsmacked when he looks inside. 

Because the box is filled to the brim and there have to be hundreds or thousands of little rocks and shells and plants and twigs and just so many things from so many planets and this is how often Matt thought of him and this is how much Matt missed him this is physical proof of Matt’s feelings for him and he’s just so overwhelmed he has to put the box down and rest his head in his hands and just breathe because holy god, Matt.

And then Matt has to sheepishly admit that this is just the first box.

Whenever you see flies or insects in a still life—a wilted petal, a black spot on the apple—the painter is giving you a secret message. He’s telling you that living things don’t last—it’s all temporary. Death in life. That’s why they’re called natures mortes. Maybe you don’t see it at first with all the beauty and bloom, the little speck of rot. But if you look closer—there it is.
—  The Goldfinch, Donna Tartt