Holy Fucking Shit Y'all.

WHAT ARE WE?!

WRITERS!!!

WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO?!

WRITE!!!!!

WHEN ARE WE GONNA DO IT?!

((Disgruntled muttering))

This picture explains PERFECTLY like 47% of my writing problems.

You are the god of Nothing. Mercy on the fools who underestimate the title.

nartheflower/inanotheruniverse//sk//clarice lispector/the hour of the star//taylor swift/the archer//david foster wallace//david bowie//unknown//maya hayyas/parts of me never left that house//cowgirlrising//phoebe bridgers/waiting room

I get that being frozen for 100 years is a tough thing to go through but honestly Aang should have used it for comedy more

REBLOG if you have amazing talented artist friends!

“‘Do you think there’s such a thing as a criminal mind?’ Carrot almost audibly tried to work this out. 'What … you mean like … Mr. Cut-Me-Own-Throat Dibbler, sir?’ 'He’s not a criminal.’ 'You have eaten one of his pies, sir?’ 'I mean … yes … but … he’s just geographically divergent in the financial hemisphere.’ 'Sir?’ 'I mean he just disagrees with other people about the position of things. Like money. He thinks it should all be in his pocket.’”

— Terry Pratchett, Men at Arms

Always.

Do you ever read a reqlly good fanfic and then this happens:

But you don't remember reading it before?