Dr K Pepper

shinebrightlikeafrankiebb16:

Does it bother anyone else that there are parts of your life you don’t remember? You have done and said things that you don’t even know about anymore. That means you don’t even have the right perception of yourself because you don’t even fully know who you are. However, something that you’ve forgotten about could be a prominent memory in somebody else’s mind. It trips me out.

Similar to the idea of Where’s Waldo, a Tumblr page called Subtle Dildo is posting random, ordinary pictures with a special hidden object. Can you find the dildo?

bowserfucker:

my friends and i were playing fuck marry kill at a restaurant and our waiter was gonna ask how our food was but he heard “I’d fuck goofy”and walked away immediately.

He love this fat ass hhahahahahjahahsjskkaakak
A six word story (via emobean)
did-you-kno:

Buzz Aldrin recently tweeted that he was the first person to take a space selfie on the 1966 Gemini 12 mission.   Source

did-you-kno:

Buzz Aldrin recently tweeted that he was the first person to take a space selfie on the 1966 Gemini 12 mission. Source

perks-of-being-chinese:

BYE
simsgonewrong:

the reaper came to my sims’ graduation ceremony, he was wearing his “formal attire”….

simsgonewrong:

the reaper came to my sims’ graduation ceremony, he was wearing his “formal attire”….

dear internet

captain-raptor:

giant barks and teeny mews

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did-you-kno:

Studies show that people who have fantasies about the future have a lower success rate than those who simply have positive expectations.  Source

did-you-kno:

Studies show that people who have fantasies about the future have a lower success rate than those who simply have positive expectations. Source

When Van Gogh was a young man in his early twenties, he was in London studying to be a clergyman. He had no thought of being an artist at all. he sat in his cheap little room writing a letter to his younger brother in Holland, whom he loved very much. He looked out his window at a watery twilight, a thin lamppost, a star, and he said in his letter something like this: “it is so beautiful I must show you how it looks.” And then on his cheap ruled note paper, he made the most beautiful, tender, little drawing of it.

When I read this letter of Van Gogh’s it comforted me very much and seemed to throw a clear light on the whole road of Art. Before, I thought that to produce a work of painting or literature, you scowled and thought long and ponderously and weighed everything solemnly and learned everything that all artists had ever done aforetime, and what their influences and schools were, and you were extremely careful about *design* and *balance* and getting *interesting planes* into your painting, and avoided, with the most astringent severity, showing the faintest *academical* tendency, and were strictly modern. And so on and so on.

But the moment I read Van Gogh’s letter I knew what art was, and the creative impulse. It is a feeling of love and enthusiasm for something, and in a direct, simple, passionate and true way, you try to show this beauty in things to others, by drawing it.

And Van Gogh’s little drawing on the cheap note paper was a work of art because he loved the sky and the frail lamppost against it so seriously that he made the drawing with the most exquisite conscientiousness and care.

Brenda UelandIf You Want to Write: A Book about Art, Independence and Spirit (via raggedybearcat)

it’s really scary to think that riots are happening down the road from me :(