Just an acquaintance

“When you wake up in the morning and your feeds are filled with poetry, it can only mean one thing. The poet has died and her words have not.”
— The incomparable Kayla Cagan. (via hello-the-future)

(via wilwheaton)

edwardspoonhands:

All we want is to be otters! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK!?

edwardspoonhands:

All we want is to be otters! IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK!?

(Source: wvovmutilation)

Tama-chan is my only senpai.

(Source: elenikyr)

mattsmith-mydoctor-myhero:

zombienationxo:

I love puns.

For a second I thought the pun was Lincoin.

(via wilwheaton)

“I’ve got love pouring out of my veins, but it’s all vanity. It’s all vanity.”
— The Avett Brothers “Vanity”

youmightfindyourself:

"Many of the houses that interior designers show me look more like hotels than homes. And that’s because there is often nothing personal about them: a designer created them and the owners haven’t managed to add those personal layers that real homes need:decorative things, vases, sculptures, children’s drawings, hats, bicycles…"the stuff of life" as I like to call it."

The Stuff of Life by Hilary Robertson

What is recognition?

Why is it that some people work so hard to be the best at whatever it is they do, but another person always gets the credit? I don’t understand how people can be so great at something, and go unnoticed. I’m not saying that life should be fair, because I know that it can’t, but shouldn’t the people who work the hardest get more credit than those who do nothing, but ride on the success of others? Life can never be fair, but it’s worth a shout into the void, isn’t it?

fishingboatproceeds:

edwardspoonhands:

bleedingmagic:

My friend’s brother found this in a used book store and gave it to me as a graduation gift. T_T

HOLY CRAP THAT IS A LUCKY FIND! There are about 5000 of these in the world. That’s 0.05% of the current TFiOS print run. 

I can tell my hand hurt that day because the J in the J Scribble does not go as low as what I consider to be the Platonic Ideal of the J Scribble.
I remember signing all those books and thinking that even if TFIOS sold double what any of my previous books had, a third of those signatures would eventually be pulped. (Books that go unsold are eventually destroyed and recycled; astonishingly, about 40% of books printed are eventually pulped, although the percentage is dropping.)
I’m so grateful that all those signatures got out into the world. Thanks to all involved here for taking good care of this one, from the original buy to the bookstore to bleedingmagic’s brother to bleedingmagic.
What a lucky, lucky book.

fishingboatproceeds:

edwardspoonhands:

bleedingmagic:

My friend’s brother found this in a used book store and gave it to me as a graduation gift. T_T

HOLY CRAP THAT IS A LUCKY FIND! There are about 5000 of these in the world. That’s 0.05% of the current TFiOS print run. 

I can tell my hand hurt that day because the J in the J Scribble does not go as low as what I consider to be the Platonic Ideal of the J Scribble.

I remember signing all those books and thinking that even if TFIOS sold double what any of my previous books had, a third of those signatures would eventually be pulped. (Books that go unsold are eventually destroyed and recycled; astonishingly, about 40% of books printed are eventually pulped, although the percentage is dropping.)

I’m so grateful that all those signatures got out into the world. Thanks to all involved here for taking good care of this one, from the original buy to the bookstore to bleedingmagic’s brother to bleedingmagic.

What a lucky, lucky book.