Things. Various things.

outreasoned:

Where two seas of different densities collide, taken off the Alaskan coast.

wow

(Source: airows)

so every year my grandmother does a craft at her easter party. this year, it was hats, and they turned out to be the perfect size and number to outfit my army.

misshavishamscloset:

enasnivolz:

ealperin:

reading-thoughts:

edwardspoonhands:

Not Iambic….Do Not Accept…

These tags I’ll pop, and boast in rhyming verse
that what I wear puts swagger in my gait;
though twenty shillings have I in my purse,
my self-esteem and manhood both inflate
when lofty furs I purchase for a cent.
Thy grandpa’s clothes are worthy salvage, though
they smell a trifle musty. Still, I spent
much less to dress myself from head to toe.

To save or not to save? The question’s moot.
I’ll never give my coin to high-street crooks.
These dusty shelves will yield their hidden loot
to those, like me, more frugal in their looks.
Like ancient coins washed up on distant shores,
I’ll find my treasures in these thrifty stores.
     - Macklemore, “Thrift Shoppe”

*Crying with laughter*

ITS IN IAMBIC PENTAMETER. SWEET JESUS THIS IS MY NEW FAVORITE THING.

SO BEAUTIFUL.

THIS IS WHAT ENGLISH LIT IS FOR.

susiron:

firehouselight:

blah-blahs:

doityourselfproject:

Paint primary colors on fan wings

BRILLIANT

Did we just discover how to paint with all the colors of the wind?

omG