#journals of the unknown

[journalsoftheunknownarchive]

[tortiefrancis]

an inside joke with @fangirlsovertoomanythings . this is my contribution to the fandom

[ ID: an edited meme of a yellow labrador puppy with a realistic human hand attatched to it, extremely close to the viewer, with a cigarette (?). Text below it reads: ¿Quieres?

It's drawn over, giving the puppy blonde, straight hair ina ponytail, a brown jacket, and a white shirt, like Jane Goodhart, from Journals of the Unkown. /end ID ]

[weirdlookindog]

"He appeared on the bell tower of the church"

illustration for Zénaïde Fleuriot's novel 'Feu et Flamme', published in 'Le Journal de la jeunesse', 1884.

Unknown artist, French school, 19th century

[ahb-writes]

"And I'm not gonna tell you, here, how to live your life. I'm just saying, I guess, that I got very lucky. You know, I'm looking at a strange and unpredictable future in a tough business with rules that I'm not completely familiar with, and when I become familiar with them, I, you know, I don't know whether I like them that much."

(Anthony Bourdain, quoted in Roadrunner: A Film About Anthony Bourdain)

[ajgrey9647]

Junk journaling Lord Drakkon and World of the Coinless Jason Scott

[uncanny-tranny]

For TST

I just finished listening to Elliot Page's book and I have to say it was an interesting piece of literature. I highly highly recommend it.

I have never read a book that is so closely aligned with myself as a trans man and my upbringing. I never thought I would read book that defines what it means to be a trans man in the public eye. I do not want to be as famous as him but I would like to make a change to the world as he has.

I am comfortable in who I am and who I love and how I choose to express my gender. Things really can and often do get better with time. And I hope that any person that sees this knows that they are not trapped in the shoes that society has put them in and they can actively choose a different pair.

I would love to read Pageboy soon; these memoirs and other art and literature are our history, part of our lifeblood as a community, and it's vital that we read each other's lives and understand that we truly are here in this world💛

It's great to read such a glowing review from you, and I'm so happy that his words lit your soul like it has

[authortonylhunter]

adhd gothic

• you want to watch a movie. you put it on. two hours have passed. you haven't watched the movie. there are five new tasks in front of you. you want to watch a different movie.

• there is an object in your hand. It is extremely important you don't lose it. you look down. there is nothing in your hand.

• you don't know your friend's name. you've been friends for months. they just told you their name. you do not know their name.

• your friend doesn't laugh at your joke. why didn't they laugh? do they hate you? they assure you otherwise. you know they are lying. did they ever like you?

• someone asks you what you just said. did you say something? you said so many things. you said nothing. you said everything.

• there is something you're forgetting. you check. you check again. there is nothing you're forgetting, there is something you're forgetting.

• you had something to say. you can't remember. it was important. wasn't it? you can't remember.

• there is a task that needs to be done, it should take ten minutes. you check the clock. It's been five minutes. you check the clock. it's been two days.

[strawberrybyers]

posted on facebook an image from one of the sets of stranger things to see if any of my 80’s babies/children/teens/adults fam members or whoever might be familiar with the lore and give me the insight.

i wrote out the post so formal though so they couldn’t get a whiff of the fact i am not asking because i intend to write an article for cinemablend but instead for my tumblr blog so my fellow mentally ill queers and i can go insane over a piece of prop to prove one of the hundreds of theories we all have ping ponging between us

[xovera-toz]

There's evidence of a torn out page in the third journal, ragged edges jutting out between yellow sheets.

Who knew what had happened?

If one asked Mabel, she'd tell anyone how it must have contained detailes too personal for the author. His love life! Dating history! Secret stash of candy!

Stan, in his thoughtful silence, believed it had been much more sinister. Who knew what his brother had invented, what destruction he could have brought if he so desired.

Soos was left unbothered, used to patches and missing components. Wendy wasn't all that excited, either. She left it alone and it left her alone, which in Gravity Falls was the most optimal solution.

But, here's the thing: That certain page wasn't removed by the author.

It hadn't been written by the author, either. And it had contained things even the author had never known of.

Dipper knew that. Of course, he knew that. He wrote that page!

He tore that page. He burnt that page.

So, why was the cursed lantern staring him in the face again? Why did he have to look into the eyes of the rotten black beast again?

Why was it real again?

[watery-melon-baller]

hellooo tumblrinas i have a question for you. if postcanon gus had the opportunity to go to human college, what major(s) do you think he would study. i need your opinions for science

[journalsoftheunknownarchive]

I just think that the idea that they knew each other enough for Stewart to call Ulysses a "friend" of his is so funny to me, that I decided to write it

[illiteratt]

Feb 5 '24

I hate the power you hold on me

Of all the people, of all the "flawless" you, you fucking idiot come into my life hold it between your lips and act like it doesn't even matter to you

You have the power to bite it, to kiss it, either kill it or make it. And what i cant believe is that i made that decision, knowingly. Not knowingly, wrong word, i didn't know shit about what it could become. I gave you that chance, willingly. I could've ignored you, treated you as a friend, say piss of to you. I could have, i did that before. What makes you so fucking different? Why do you stand out between all the people in my life? I love them all, but even before i realised this power of yours (that i love you, unfortunately) you were always a bit different werent you? The closest one, the one that holds me while my mind doesnt even feel real and i dont feel the earth under my feet. I can cry to you. The one that sits next to me all the fucking time (really, how did i not understand it sooner) (you couldnt even tell your own feelings sherlock, shut up) and the absurd thi g isi wanted that too, maybe a bit more subconsciously than you.

Now i am addictive and you dont give a shit. Of course you do, i know you do, i know... you care about me you love me, i know. Thats not what im talking about. I dont even know what im talking about but you heard these speeches a lot from me didn't you? Transparent as hell, im weak, i know. Oh the way I say" i kno" must be so irritating. How do you even stand me. Yeah you know everything good for you dear me now shut the fuck up.

Im not that desperate am i? Not for you, couldnt be. You dont care. You think about me when im actually there, you love me when im around. Maybe thats just normal human behaviour, how could i know?

I know, (again, great) we are in this together. I shouldnt decide your feeli gs for you or how you should treat me worse. I know you care, i feel you care. I look a bit one sided, not from my side tho, yours. Thats why im toxic. I create a a you that hates me in my own mind because i believe you should. How could you not. I hate myself, thats enough evidence for me. I make that decision for you, told you, im toxic. Really. Bad for not only you but everyone around me probably with my self destructive little brain. Oh and how i act like i do t care with all my "i know" s. I know right? I know fucking everything, right, yeah, totally explains why im miserable.

You just hold more power on me than i do on you, and that scares the shit out of me.

5 Şubat

[aeolianblues]

I'm not an extrovert. At all. In everyday life, I'm a yapper, sure, but I need someone to first assure me I am okay to yap, so I don't start conversations, even when I really want to join in sometimes! It's just the social anxiety acting up. God knows where from and why I lose a lot of my inhibitions when it comes to talking to people about music. I don't know where the confidence has suddenly sprung from. I've made a crazy amount of friends in musical circles, either just talking to people about common music or (since it is after all in music circles) talking to bands about their own music. I let out a sigh of relief any time an interaction goes well, because in truth it's going against my every instinct. I wish I could do that in everyday life

[cancmbyn]

NO, ffs Vogue, this is just trash.

I feel personally traumatized by you using Tim’s own words - a reply to an answer from the CMBYN press tour - to make you sound so hip and angsty.

And I’m not Timothée Chalamet.

Talk about taking things out of context.

Sad.

[beastsovrevelation]

I need to read up on how Archangel Michael appears on Earth more. I know some stories, but still... Since, I'm pretty close to the part where she does.

[kndll-art]

Unknown Pleasures

205 x 90 mm / pen & ink

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