so i sort of ended up in an ad for goodwill  ?!?!??

walking home i feel like death have a feverflu deathcold it’s a million muggy degrees i’m hot sweaty haven’t washed my hair
this chick is feeding me these giant lines in korean like “low prices and high quality are what sets goodwill apart” did i mention IN KOREAN
I’m like not even wholly conscious oh man
hot mess

borninanoildrum:

saucy drag.

#WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE

OH MAN I ACTUALLY KNOW ! it’s a still from a 1917 silent movie, i think it was called the amazons if i remember correctly they are three sisters who were raised as boys.   i’ve actually never seen the whole thing….however now I am reminded I should remedy that p much ASAP  

(via penthesileas)

wtfarthistory:

Salvador Dalí, The Discovery of America, 1959, oil on canvas. Dalí Museum, St. Petersburg, FL

pretzeljesus:

Earth–Moon–Earth (Moonlight Sonata Reflected from the Surface of the Moon) by Katie Paterson

Earth-Moon-Earth (E.M.E) is a form of radio transmission whereby messages are sent in Morse code from earth, reflected from the surface of the moon, and then received back on earth. The moon reflects only part of the information back – some is absorbed in its shadows, ‘lost’ in its craters.

For this work Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata was translated into morse code and sent to the moon via E.M.E. Returning to earth fragmented by the moon’s surface, it has been re-translated into a new score, the gaps and absences becoming intervals and rests. In the exhibition space the new ‘moon–altered’ score plays on a self-playing grand piano.

(via honeywheresmysupersuit)

Title: Somebody Artist: 15& 43 plays

I need you to say,
I don’t know, I don’t really know.

this is the third weekend in a row i’ve had to be up for 24+ hours  good grief how do people live like this      i’ve caught the plague bc my immune system is in tatters ugh  why 

got the dumbest mid-calf brutal sunburn what even 

had to learn a dance involving copious use of the word ‘swag’ and spinning fedoras 

p.s.  seoul taxi drivers are insane o

“you and captain america here”

someone tell me what this is because i am ready to put it in front of my eyes

(via queenofattolia)

Title: String Quintet N.6 - Op . 30 - III - La Musica Notturna Delle Strade Di Madrid Artist: Luigi Boccherini 143 plays

musicpulses:

Luigi Boccherini - String Quintet N.6,Op.30 - III - La Musica Notturna Delle Strade Di Madrid

a hundred and thirtyish of the most absolutely perfect seconds in all of classical music    or pretty much any music ever 

skittering:

rosalarian:

littlefroggies:

bisexual-community:

Common Myths About Bisexuality from the lovely Webcomic Jesus Loves Lesbians, Too by bi blogger & author Maria Burnham (writer/memoirist) and Maggie Siegel-Berele (comic artist). 

I usually don’t reblog stuff like this because this is my art blog but this hit close to home and reminded me of so many conversations that made me feel like garbage.

It always makes me see red when I see lesbians (and gay men) treating bisexuals this way. I don’t think I can even type too much more without quickly reaching a point where I just smash my head into the keyboard.

I… Ugh.

ALL OF THESE. THE RAGE.

once i was on a 36-hour cross-country bus trip sitting next to this gay guy who was having a romantic crisis about the guy he’d left behind: he’s great, he’s smart, he’s funny, he’s perfect - I’m like, uh, so what’s the problem?   and this guy goes Well, I really like him but he’s bi and you know what they’re like. I gave him my best exCUSE me?? look and said No, please tell me what they’re like but this idiot doesn’t clue in and launches into this thing about ‘flighty’ and ‘closeted’ and ‘faking’ and ‘unfaithful’  I couldn’t BELIEVE it I was so mad

in freshman year of college my best gay guy friend came to me for advice because his boyfriend “still thinks he’s bi!” “Uh…” I said, “What if he IS bi..?” and he said, totally serious, “He can’t be; there’s no such thing”

people will say these thingsto your face !! people who are supposed to be under this same happy rainbow queer umbrella !! like, i’m sorry, we have to take crap from BOTH SIDES?  WTF 

some pictures from my weekend dancing for the dream concert, feat. long rehearsals, surprisingly unglamorous cafeteria food, scotch-tape heels, chillaxing with famous peeps, and a stadium of 45,000