just remembered that how we spend our days is how we spend our lives. šfuck
Tumblr is just a community developing a new dialect in record time
"ElkĀ Centaur" by Francois Lelong
Stevens Point Sculpture Park, Wisconsin, USA
so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god
in decent quality too!
first list, second list
aggregate letterboxd list, archive list of all the films
perfect blue (1997) dir. satoshi kon
carol (2015) dir. todd haynes
the elephant man (1980) dir. david lynch
a girl walks home alone at night (2014) dir. ana lily amirpour
d.e.b.s. (2004) dir. angela robinson
nausicaa of the valley of the wind (1984) dir. hayao miyazaki
killer klowns from outer space (1988) dir. stephen chiodo
mommy (2014) dir. xavier dolan
jennifer's body (2009) dir. karyn kusama
suspiria (1977) dir. dario argento
battleship potemkin (1925) dir. sergei eisenstein
his girl friday (1940) dir. howard hawks
cube (1997) dir. vincenzo natali
nightcrawler (2014) dir. dan gilroy
black orpheus (1959) dir. marcel camus
chunking express (1994) dir. wong kar wai
meeting people is easy: a film about radiohead (2001) dir. grant gee
the grapes of wrath (1940) dir. john ford
the black cat (1941) dir. albert s rogell
the tin star (1957) dir. anthony mann
dimmadon't forget
you, reading this. you're a creature now. reblog to creature your followers
Time Lapse of the Land Taken From Native Americans
via reddit
the default way for things to taste is good. we know this because "tasty" means something tastes good. conversely, from the words "smelly" and "noisy" we can conclude that the default way for things to smell and sound is bad. interestingly there are no corresponding adjectives for the senses of sight and touch. the inescapable conclusion is that the most ordinary object possible is invisible and intangible, produces a hideous cacophony, smells terrible, but tastes delicious. and yet this description matches no object or phenomenon known to science or human experience. so what the fuck