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what if i'm not particularly good at anything at all and everything I think I excel at is just the basis of human competence

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the crossover
i always forget "fuck" is a bad word. it's like a brother to me
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if you started life as a rock and an alien force molded you into a thinking being with a newfound need to breathe and work you would be right pissed and eager to die as well
Laptops are always so much more Fucked than phones in my experience. A laptop is like a beautiful horse that wants nothing more than to break all of its legs. A decently solid android phone will act normal
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ya gotta stop caring what people think and start being extremely weird. but never cruel. i think that might save you
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I got a tattoo, kinda long ago. Just five characters, typed it out myself and all. It was supposed to be about the Goiâna accident and the main radioactive isotope that was mainly responsible for that accident —caesium-137. It was supposed to sit under a messed-up butterfly that I have on my chest, as it were a specimen with a cool codename under it. Goofy stuff, but it suits my body as much as it suits me, personally.
See, the thing is that I didn't think twice about it. The tattoo reads "C-137". C. Not Cs. It is not caesium. It's carbon. Remarkably not radioactive. Very cool, chill element. It can't hurt you like that. But now I've got a butterfly codemaned C-137, an animal made anew by what is now a radioactive element that is supposed to be the main component of life as we know it.
I personally find it hilarious that a mistake I made for not double-checking what I was about to permanently have stabbed and permanently written upon my skin. But instead of crying about it, I now have and entire world-building symbol smack down the middle of my chest; my very center. If my life goes down the way I want it to, maybe I'll write a book about it. About an essential component of life becoming our undoing, and how there is nothing humanity can do now but futily attempt to escape itself, as it does today, and to my appreciation, has always done.
All of this to say that I was never actually wrong.
#i was never wrong#i have world-building on my body#i can't publicly say that#my tattoos tell a story#hur-dur#maybe phrased this way#i won't look like a douche#writing#tattoos#tattoo mistake
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the david zwirner gallery and the felix gonzalez torres foundation in the smithsonian removed the descriptive plaque for portrait of ross in la by felix gonzalez-torres. the old plaque explained portrait for ross' origins as the artist's partner's aids related death, and replaced it with a plaque with absolutely no information about the piece itself, who ross was, or who gonzalez-torres was either. portrait of ross was also reeranged to lay on the floor long ways instead of in a pile as it typically is situated, and the plaque outside the exhibition FOR GONZALEZ-TORRES omits his sexuality, as well as his aids related death. i'm in utter disbelief


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I have been on this site for what feels like a decade and I still don't have the slightest idea how to use it. I'm not into fandoms, I don't know what tags are, and most of you scare me. I will bite and snap like a cornered dog.
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