that girl you just called fat? who cares about her backstory, you just shouldn’t be a dick to people
like do we really need a tragic story to get people to stop being mean to each other wtf
For example, you can:
- be in a shampoo commercial
- start a boy band:
- spot some choice booty:
- break into song:
- see some people in frankly offensive outfits:
- attend a metal show:
- listen to some sick jams:
- discover zombieism:
- sample some tasty snacks:
- watch someone get burned bad:
- find something you really like:
- find something you really, really like:
- find something you REALLY REALLY LIKE:
- and wonder if you left the stove on:
WATER AND BONSAI BY AZUMA MAKOTO
Artist Azuma Makoto (facebook) - A beautifully curved deadwood of Sabina chinesis is attached to java moss resembling leaves. Different trunk and leaves are combined to form Bonsai, which now rests in a new environment with water. movie
[ gif made by DevidSketchbook ]
personal significance mixed with chronological
Stacked for space, genre, alphabetical by author, special shelf for personal meaning. I don’t fuck around with my book organization.
Mine are sorted by theme; there’s a shelf for my collection of old books, a shelf for my massive collection of Holmesiana, a shelf for comics, a shelf for my Garth Nix (of which I have a great many), a (section of) a shelf for Tolkien etc. Within those sections things are just put wherever with the exception of the Holmesiana, which is chronological.
The manga collection, however, IS sorted alphabetically by title, as is the DVD collection.
People organize their books? er…um I mean I organize my books all the time.
L has all our books organized throughout the house by genre and then generally by author. And feigenbaumsworld, she will likely be so horrified by the thought of unorganized books that she’ll be on her way down as soon as she reads this.
Chris Fennell (American, b. 1966), A Crash Without A Sound, 2013. Acrylic, glitter, cut painted paper, sequins and acryloid resin on canvas over panel, 60 × 48 in.
The time our entire design class dressed up for Halloween as the design teacher (who notoriously almost only wore grey sweaters and always had a cafeteria coffee in hand).
I remember him walking down a super long empty hall and we all just turned the corner at the other end and started running towards him and he ran away yelling “FUcK YOU GUYS” and in retrospect I almost can’t believe he didn’t suffer a heart attack.
Pretty sure we won a pizza party for best costume that year.
IVE SEEN THIS ABOUT TEN TIMES AND IM JUST NOW NOTICING THAT THE ACTUAL TEACHER IS IN THE PICTURE TOO