LISTEN It Is Very Important That You RINSE YOUR RASPBERRIES Before Consuming Because Otherwise You Are

F. Scott Fitzgerald + Favorite Literature quotes.

human: but you’re a robot. you’re not really a living person. you’re just made of electrical signals and processors that make you move and talk. you can’t really think.

robot: you’re not really a living person. you’re just made of electrical signals and neurotransmitting chemicals that make you move and talk. you can’t really think.

human:

robot: does it feel good, kevin?

i just fucking woke up to 50 messages on skype what the graviton fuck

What do you want, Burr? 

Fourth in the series of Hamilton characters + lyrics (previously: Hamilton - Eliza - Washington). This is definitely my favorite so far, although it does show off my terrible lack of ability to write in cursive. 

Reblog if you’re rebel scum ♥ [shop]

>Reblog if you’re imperial garbage<

So I made a weekly planner I truly intend to use!! (It looks so empty but it’s the summer semester and I only have one class!)I just found out about the studyblr community and it is so, so inspiring. I am sharring it with you as my first ever contribution to the studyblr! Yay!

I made four versions on the variation of the tiny deers at the top (I love them, but maybe someone won’t want them there!) and the blanks for the daily objectives. My personal objectives are 1) work on school things 2) read a few pages of a book since I’m doing the “2015 Reading Challenge” 3) write a minimum of 100 words of anything and 4) spend less money!

With the deers

One blank version

Two blanks version

Without the deers

One blank version

Two blanks version

If you use it or make a variation of it please like or reblog so I know I helped someone! Thanks! :) Oh and I’m not a study blog, I’m a hockey blog: don’t follow or you’ll be invaded by handsome dorks.

EDIT: There is a Monthly Expenses Chart that matches this planner.

Did anyone notice how quickly the internet turned into a Lovecraftian horror scenario?

Like we’ve got this dimension right next to ours, that extends across the entire planet, and it is just brimming with nightmares. We have spambots, viruses, ransomware, this endless legion of malevolent entities that are blindly probing us for weaknesses, seeking only to corrupt, to thieve, to destroy.

Add onto that the corrupted ones themselves, humans who’ve abandoned morality and given up faces to hunt other people, jeering them, lashing out, seeing how easy it is to kill something you can’t touch or see or smell. They’ll corrupt anything they think could be a vessel for their message and they’ll jabber madly at any who question them. Their chittering haunts every corner of the internet. They are not unlike the spambots in some ways.

Add on top of that the arcane magisters, who are forever working at the cracks between our world and the world we made. Some of them do it for fun, some of them do it for wealth, others do it for the power of nations unwise enough to trust them. There are mages who work to defend against this particular evil, but they are mad prophets, and their advice is almost never heeded, even by those who keep them as protection.

All people know several spells to use the internet. Facebook asks you for the magic words to log in, so does your email, so does your twitter and on and on. The spells are words or a gesture with the hand, some use the colour of your eyes, or the shape of your finger. Our chief of security joked about requiring users to give a drop of blood before they could log in. Many do not understand the humour of mages.

The cracks between the two are breaking. IP cameras filled our world with eyes and the magisters learned how to open almost all of them. We all carry magic slabs of glass that if you hold it up to your ear can sing to you with a loved one’s voice, but if you look at it with your eyes, can show you a corrupted human with bleeding orange skin scream the profane with a thousand voices. The other day I saw someone hack a moving vehicle. At one point they made it stop. At another they made it so it couldn’t stop. Some of our best and brightest are going to create an army of four winged bats hovering throughout every city and we are going to connect them directly to the dimension where the nightmares live.

I’m not saying it’s all bad, but I am saying Cthulhu lies deathless dreaming in this web we built him and he is waking up.

Honestly, the Babadook officially being recognized as a gay icon is the greatest thing to happen so far in 2017.

the day that hamilton the musical premiered alexander probably ran screaming through the afterlife flipping every other founding father the bird