Kevin Hense

as a goth kid myself, please do it. support the culture.

Go for it guys

Norway

© R. Söthje

Night Tide (Curtis Harrington, 1961)

stepped on a plum (overripe plum) (barefoot) it was on the driveway got out of the car and accidentally (didn’t know it was there) stepped on the plum (warm) (on the ground) (it had fallen from the tree) barefoot (no shoes) wearing long pants (too long) (need to hem them) plum viscera got on them (the pants) unexpected plum on the driveway (hot plum) (97 degrees out) already super hungover (throwing up all morning) (should not have been driving at all) and I stepped out of the car (black car) (97 degrees out) and onto the plum (unexpected) (didn’t know the plum was there) and it burst (plum nightmare on my only good pair of sweatpants) still we find ways to keep ourselves going from day to day

All sarcasm aside, this is exactly the stuff that keeps me from deleting Tumblr.

Heckin fascinating.

my internal monologue when Ancient Egypt is mentioned: [don't talk about imhotep and the first codified diagnostic manual. the fact you know so much about it is deeply weird and nobody cares about medicine that much]

I have crossed oceans of time to find you.

Sir please that's my emotional support stack of books that i haven't read