unfortunately no eclipse photography can ever outdo the waffle house one from 2017

oh to be a terrifying creature that stalks through the night and stares at people with my glowing eyes when I am caught roaming the woods

TIL that Gothic literature makes a distinction between “terror” and “horror.” Terror is the sense of dread and apprehension that precedes an experience, horror is the sense of revulsion after an experience.

via ift.tt

everyone's doomed by the narrative bitch let's get you some fruit

religious imagery is best when its used for gothic, vampiric, horror, or kinky shit

if there were a way to get fangs I would do that even if I had to become sort of evil. just so everyone knows. so if I have fangs one day and I’m evil you can’t say I betrayed my values

sorry my family didn’t teach me that i have a place among others so now i’m weird . sorry

Honestly the best part of being a barista was charging cops for their drinks. They're so used to getting free shit so it was SOOOOO good for them to pull up to the window and for me to be like "$6.47 :)" and them to make this whole elaborate display of slowly pulling their wallet out and handing their card over bc they weren't expecting to pay. I'd charge you double if I could, oink oink bitch

:(

just know if i could crawl on the ceiling on all fours i would

“Where is my house

Where is my mother

Where is my father

Where is my sister and my brother

Where is humanity!”

Graffiti seen on the rubble in Gaza

I am so fucking scared. I feel that... you know it's not about death. I'm not so scared of death. I'm so scared of being displaced. I want to go back to my home--and I'm so near, by the way... Gaza is so small. But I can't go there because the Gaza Strip is cut into pieces, and vehicles and tanks are in the borders between these pieces so I just can't go anywhere inside my homeland. My place. And... it's unacceptable. It's unimaginable. You know I have never imagined before that one day someone would just grab me from my... my homeland. My place. And just throw me away and prevent me to come back.

By the way, we don't know if we could go back. If we could go back again. Ever. And I'm so scared that they could displace us from Gaza Strip to the desert. [Bisan's voice breaks, she breaks into tears] We will die in the desert because of hunger. They displaced us to Egypt. To the north of Egypt, to Sanari desert. People just die. We will die.

[Sob] I don't know why do you guys are watching without doing anything to end this. Just in the... just stop it. Just stop it. Stop it in any price, stop it in any cost. Just stop it for anything. Just stop this. It's a nightmare. I can't continue just thinking about the displacement more and more. It's a nightmare. And I can't-- I can't keep it alive while thinking of being displaced more and more.

I just wanna go back to my home.

-- Bisan in a heartbreaking voice memo on Instagram, 2.14.2024

do i have to post an in-depth tutorial on how i make my frappes at home if it'll get people to stop going to fucking starbucks