From me to the eyes and the ears of the 'Verse, my friends.
Designer Goula Figeura’s Orwell day bed lets you easily shut yourself off from the outside world with its light and noise-cancelling curtains.
I have a MIGHTY NEED.
Oh my god I want
We go forward.
This is too deep to comprehend.
I THOUGHT THIS WAS GOING TO BE FUNNY
This fucked me up
Can I just reblog this again because this is beautiful.
ow ow ow owowow
but the fact that this was made is so significant, so many people need to see this
Look down look down
you stole a loaf of bread
look down look down
now everyone is dead
LES MIS IN 4 LINES, EVERYONE.
Oh god feels oh god oh god
Yes. They don’t really do that so much in blue collar America, or not in the parts of blue collar America I’ve been in anyway.
The American Gods short story I’m currently working on is set in the UK, where the swearing is slightly different, so you get sentences like
“Such bullshit,” said a woman’s voice. “But you always were a bullshitter, Ollie, you pusillanimous little cock-stain.”
But then, that’s a different world again.