theturkishindian:

I’m in that dark ass circle.

theturkishindian:

I’m in that dark ass circle.

buttpee:

“He who becomes the slave of habit,who follows the same routes every day,who never changes pace,who does not risk and change the color of his clothes,who does not speak and does not experience,dies slowly.He or she who shuns passion,who prefers black on white,dotting ones “it’s” rather than a bundle of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer,that turn a yawn into a smile,that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings,dies slowly.He or she who does not turn things topsy-turvy,who is unhappy at work,who does not risk certainty for uncertainty,to thus follow a dream,those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives,die slowly.He who does not travel, who does not read,who does not listen to music,who does not find grace in himself,she who does not find grace in herself,dies slowly.He who slowly destroys his own self-esteem,who does not allow himself to be helped,who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck, about the rain that never stops,dies slowly.He or she who abandon a project before starting it, who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn’t know, he or she who don’t reply when they are asked something they do know,die slowly.Let’s try and avoid death in small doses,reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing.Only a burning patience will leadto the attainment of a splendid happiness.”
~Pablo Neruda

buttpee:

“He who becomes the slave of habit,
who follows the same routes every day,
who never changes pace,
who does not risk and change the color of his clothes,
who does not speak and does not experience,
dies slowly.

He or she who shuns passion,
who prefers black on white,
dotting ones “it’s” rather than a bundle of emotions, the kind that make your eyes glimmer,
that turn a yawn into a smile,
that make the heart pound in the face of mistakes and feelings,
dies slowly.

He or she who does not turn things topsy-turvy,
who is unhappy at work,
who does not risk certainty for uncertainty,
to thus follow a dream,
those who do not forego sound advice at least once in their lives,
die slowly.

He who does not travel, who does not read,
who does not listen to music,
who does not find grace in himself,
she who does not find grace in herself,
dies slowly.

He who slowly destroys his own self-esteem,
who does not allow himself to be helped,
who spends days on end complaining about his own bad luck, about the rain that never stops,
dies slowly.

He or she who abandon a project before starting it, who fail to ask questions on subjects he doesn’t know, he or she who don’t reply when they are asked something they do know,
die slowly.

Let’s try and avoid death in small doses,
reminding oneself that being alive requires an effort far greater than the simple fact of breathing.

Only a burning patience will lead
to the attainment of a splendid happiness.”

~Pablo Neruda

alldaysexxxy:

ALL DAY!

alldaysexxxy:

ALL DAY!

gameandwatch:

what if Satan’s name was misspelled once and he’s actually just Stan

thehappysorceress:

bellechere:

NYCC was a pretty strange convention. I felt like I was here, there, and everywhere, yet I think I was only in the dealer hall for a total of 2 hours all weekend! I had a blast, though.

Here’s me as Ghost and Captain Marvel. I lost count at 20 people calling me Emma Frost while I was Ghost, and I had fun teasing people by refusing pictures unless they could guess the character. I usually schooled ‘em and let ‘em have a pic anyway, haha! I also had fun when people called ‘Ms. Marvel!’ - I’d turn and correct them with: “It’s /Captain/, now!”

It was fantastic getting to see all my friends! That’s always the best part of a con for me. But another highlight was when I was dressed as Ghost, Sean Astin looked to me, and said with a grin, “Wow, what kind of Je’di are /you/?”

More Captain Marvel pics should be coming soon! The fantastic photog Anna Fischer and I had some fun over at the Intrepid, and I’m looking forward to the results.

BelleChere was probably the first cosplayer I came to recognize on sight. And here she is, rockin’ two amazing looks again!

fuckyeahandi:

new york right now.

fuckyeahandi:

new york right now.