when i die i will be converted into a beautiful pdf
Pokemon Heritage Post
I’ve become a vendor at an antique fair and needless to say I’m experiencing levels of autism previously unknown to man. I’m using my Encyclopedic knowledge of teacups beam on you
SEE MY TEACUPS BOY
this tweet sends me into fucking hysterics once a day
oil paintings on wood by Angela Lane (1974-)
Enjoy noise
Sheep and Standing Stone, Avebury, England
Photographer: Barry Andersen
Photo: BarryAndersen.com
Doesn’t take much to entertain me if we are at the beach.
Will Graham will look at a crime scene and be like “this isn’t a murder, it’s a master’s thesis. our killer is getting their mfa in killing.” and everyone else will be like “ah yes of course. Murder Grad School. you’re a genius, Will.” and then Will goes to therapy and Hannibal is like “would you go to art school if you could, Will?” and Will looks up at him through his coquettish whore eyelashes and he goes “I’m more of a painter than a sculptor.” and Hannibal nods and takes notes but all his notes just say “Mrs. William Graham” in different cursive styles with hearts over all the i’s. and then Will drives home to Virginia and has a dream where he’s like sculpting a stag out of marble or something while he’s sweating through his only set of bedsheets. great show no notes love u Bryan Fuller <3
no but hozier is so insane. saying “do you know i could break beneath the weight? of the goodness of love i still carry for you” instead of just saying “i still care about you” and i think that is so special. to love like that.













