*penguin noises*
We should consider every day lost in which we have not danced at least once.

Friedrich Nietzsche (via jesuispetitpain)

Becuase your friends don’t dance, and if they don’t dance, then they’re no friends of Nietzsche. 

(via lord-kitschener)

A Haiku about drawing

blasterbutt:

DRAWING YOU ARE VERY DIFFICULT

THIS DOES NOT CORRESPOND TO MY IMAGINATION

WHAT THE HELL IS ANATOMY

moominboy:

“WHAT IS AIR” she screams as she takes her first breaths after being born. “ALL OF MY FEELS” she shrieks as she feels the pangs and joys of her first love. “THIS” she yells at the altar as the priest asks if she takes this man to be her husband. “WHAT IS THIS I DON’T EVEN” she…

what-is-this-i-dont-even:

Chris stop eating your DS.

Chris stop.

farewell-kingdom:

Kate MccGwire, Insular, 50 Layers of paper, burnt