Ticket stubs and carnival glass.

So many <3s for Adam Hills

lizinprogress:

Chris on being in the harness for Glee’s “Old Dog, New Tricks”

I really kind of love how proud of himself he is. He otherwise really does not seem to be the bragging type, so clearly this means something to him. I love it.

<3

Forget stardust—you are iron. Your blood is nothing but ferrous liquid. When you bleed, you reek of rust. It is iron that fills your heart and sits in your veins. And what is iron, really, unless it’s forged? You are iron. And you are strong.

n.t. (via thelittle-hobbit)

Damn right you’re iron, and do you know where iron comes from? Do you know how iron gets here? Let me tell you.

It does start with a star, but it’s not some dismal castoff from an eternal beauty, it’s so much more. Everything that makes our world came from stars, but nothing had as much effect on that star as iron.

See the sun burning in the sky? The light you see and the heat you feel are created when the sun fuses elements, the building blocks of our world, into new and heavier elements. The sun lives because more energy comes from that process than is needed to support it.

UNTIL IRON COMES ALONG.

Fusing iron — burning it to make a star shine — is nigh on impossible. Iron is strong and iron is heavy. Iron is so strong and so heavy that to make new elements from iron takes more energy than it produces. The star can’t keep up, it starts to die.

The iron that flows through your veins KILLED A STAR.

Those other metals that we so value, like gold, owe their existence to iron. As the star died it collapsed, crushing itself and making gold and platinum and other precious and powerful things. Then it exploded and scattered those metals throughout space.

Chief among them was iron. The iron whose formation was the death knell of the star. The iron whose intensity made other metals possible. The iron that was the last thing the living star could make.

Stars lived to make iron.

Stars died to make you.

(via noctumsolis)

That little tail wag kills me

Today is my day to enter the Birthday Unending, though since it is Unending, perhaps it was always my day? The Birthday contains much mystery. I bring with me my doubts, my fears about the future, my loneliness, and a catapult with which I can launch all of them deep into the corn maze. They will find their way back to me-- they always do-- but for a while they will be gone, and perhaps the things that live in the maze will gnaw on them and make them smaller, more manageable, when they return.

seananmcguire:

IT HAS ALWAYS BEEN YOUR TIME TO COME TO US, BUT NOW IS THE TIME WHEN YOU HAVE FOUND IT IN YOURSELF TO ASK, AND SO NOW IS THE TIME WHEN WE SAY “WELCOME.”

WELCOME.

YOU ARE BRAVER THAN YOU THINK YOU ARE.

HERE IS YOUR SEAT AT THE TABLE.  HERE IS YOUR CONICAL HAT.  HERE IS A BASKET FOR YOUR DOUBTS AND YOUR FEARS AND YOUR LONELINESS.  KEEP THEM CLOSE BUT SET ASIDE, FOR YOU ARE WELCOME HERE, AND YOU NEED FEAR NOTHING, SAVE FOR MAYBE THE CORN MAZE.  DON’T GO IN THERE.

STAY WITH US.

WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY.  WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY.  WELCOME TO THE BIRTHDAY UNENDING.

This is excellent.

Me: Tumblr is like my version of reading the morning paper.
Me: Only with pretty art.
Me: And gifs of cute puppies.
Darth Hubby: It's like the Hogwart's morning paper.
Me: ...
Me: This is going on tumblr.
lottereinigerforever:

Dominique Sanda &amp; Stefania Sandrelli in “Il Conformista”

For Stringy.

lottereinigerforever:

Dominique Sanda & Stefania Sandrelli in “Il Conformista”

For Stringy.

poorlydrawnhorses:

Every gentleman bastards book ever

poorlydrawnhorses:

Every gentleman bastards book ever

sassybabushka:

My friend knows someone who keeps all her money in a  hollow dildo. If you don’t think that’s genius, just imagine a robber stealing from a teenage girl’s room. Is he going to look in the dildo? Is he even going to want to touch the dildo?? No. A hollow dildo is safer than any safe or lock. 

Be safe, kids. Keep your money in a dildo.

So clearly nobody’s ever seen the segment on The Glass House where Lauren Burns is talking about having her house burglarised, and discovering amongst the things they took were several of her vibrators…?