queen..i love her..biggest inspiration omg

MatPat: *takes a deep breath*

MatPat: i lo-

Jason: yes, you love Stephanie, we know, you love Stephanie so much, she’s the light of your life, you love her so much, you just love Stephanie we KNOW, you love Stephanie you fucking love Stephanie okay we know, we get it, YOU LOVE STEPHANIE FUCKING PATRICK. WE GET IT.

a wild kappasuit discovers a (also wild) dandelion 

I can feel the brimstone
brimming in my throat,
coursing the cursed veins
stemming outward from
my heart now hewn of
stone, its weight slung
about my shoulders
and I know what Atlas
must feel like beneath
the burden of the world.
Its every pore is solid,
grown dark, despite what
little light remains,
embers yearning
for the rekindling,
for Prometheus’ flame.
I can feel Fate’s hand
caressing my neck,
the hangman’s noose
draped loose like a necklace
as her demon-song tempts
to render me raw.
But I have already grown
so cold, so how can what
comes after be any different?
—  Brittany Rubio, The Devil and God are Raging Inside Me.