鋼の錬金術師 (Fullmetal Alchemist), Hiromu Arakawa
Do you ever think of how weird it would be if Mickey Mouse’s name was actually Michael? And how weird it would be if one day Minnie called him “Michael Mouse” because she was upset with him? Because I think about it sometimes.
I have just been informed that Mickey’s full name is “Michael Theodore Mouse”, and that Minnie’s is “Minerva Mouse”. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THIS INFORMATION, BUT I FEEL LIKE I KNOW SOMETHING FORBIDDEN NOW???
I feel like this is a good time to share the fact that Donald Duck’s middle name is Fauntleroy.
goofy periodically changes his name to avoid the IRS if i remember right
the time for realistic romance is over it’s time for passionate breathtaking heartstopping love affairs to be back in fashion
Scaliger Castle, Sirmione, Italy
try building it on land next time you stupid italians
^^^ try to fuck off you ignorant bitch. non sai di merda neanche se ne mangi un secchio, diocane
Whoa mama mia cunt
lazy mornings, open windows, foreign languages, used books, small cafés, excited text messages, art galleries, sundresses, cobbled streets, fresh air, filled notebooks, feeling completely at ease, content smiles
To me, one of the most important things when it comes to a relationship is to be able to be yourself in front of this person. You gotta feel comfortable and show who you really are. To know there’s no need to lie, pretend or hide. To know they love you for who you are and wouldn’t change a thing. You can be silly or clingy or cheesy and they will just smile and stare at you like you’re the best thing that ever happened to them.
the one problem i have with people my age and younger is that a lot of us do not have hands on hobbies. like i have spoken to so many people my age who go to work, go to school and then fuck around on their phone/computer for hours and then ???????? like no wonder ur depressed and have low confidence in urself. u need to get ur hands on something, feed those dopamine receptors! learn how to play guitar, garden, scrapbook, fucking make model trains. i don’t give a shit, MAKE SOMETHING!!
it feels better than drugs when i finish making a thing—and then show it off or gift it.
and then so people my age say to me ‘well—i can’t draw/paint/knit/etc. like you can. my stuff would be terrible.’ yeah, well duh—a part of developing skill is sucking at something and then practicing it over and over and over again until you suck less. u’ll have a hard time feeling lonely or bored when you can’t stop thinking abt a technique you want to try or something you want to make for someone else. making things has SAVED MY LIFE. it gave me a reason to keep living day after day when i wanted to die.
making things have improved my generational relationships (when i worked for the newspaper i would talk to customers abt jamming recipes or cross-stitch, one of my grandmas always gives me pattern books and tell me abt when she knitted things for mom, my other grandma is giving me a wedding quilt that HER grandma gave her 50 years ago because she knows i will appreciate it). it also got me likeminded friends who also make things.
take a ceramics class! pick up water colors, bake cakes! learn to work on cars! make soap. DO SOMETHING THAT DOESN’T INVOLVE STARING AT A SCREEN.
My favorite thing about the new year is that everyone has entered 2019 ready to start swinging at the first thing that moves. We’re all out here, not taking any shit, ready to fight, beautiful
It’s like none of this “have a good year!” Shit, everyone is just like “you better make it a good year or else” and honestly that’s powerful. We’re all really out here ready to punch 2019 in the throat, iconic
