tombstone blues

westerlies:

SUMMERGOTH by cloer featuring black shoes

tuffbluff:

Google maps street view glitches up an entire town, resulting in beautiful and haunting images.


[by James Fink]

whoever you are, chaz, i don’t think people like you much.

whoever you are, chaz, i don’t think people like you much.

janexdoe:

The nuppefuhofu (a.k.a. nuppeppo) is a man-sized lump of decaying human flesh usually found hanging around old abandoned temples and graveyards. Aside from the creature’s massive flabs of flesh, the only features are its arms and legs — and its horrid smell. The nuppefuhofu enjoys long aimless walks after dark, and it appears to derive satisfaction from frightening people on the street at night.

FOLKLORE WHAT IS YOUR DAMAGE

janexdoe:

The nuppefuhofu (a.k.a. nuppeppo) is a man-sized lump of decaying human flesh usually found hanging around old abandoned temples and graveyards. Aside from the creature’s massive flabs of flesh, the only features are its arms and legs — and its horrid smell. The nuppefuhofu enjoys long aimless walks after dark, and it appears to derive satisfaction from frightening people on the street at night.

FOLKLORE WHAT IS YOUR DAMAGE

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my top five most played are hilariously indicative right now
(this is skewed to “top five this spring” as my computer crashed so my playcounts had to start anew)

my top five most played are hilariously indicative right now

(this is skewed to “top five this spring” as my computer crashed so my playcounts had to start anew)

letter-box-wind | inneroptics:


Ezra Pound- man ray

Hmm… Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in the captain’s tower might appear to be hotter than I previously pictured.

letter-box-wind | inneroptics:

Ezra Pound- man ray

Hmm… Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in the captain’s tower might appear to be hotter than I previously pictured.

guys
you know those sad songs that are really up tempo and sound happy? and no one believes they’re sad until they really listen?
that’s exactly like people with depression
or me anyway

Sooo… this is the guitar that I play. (Click through for detailed photos of the abalone whale-tale and sun positions designs, omg.) Sometimes I think about how gorgeous and valuable she is and then I get a little bit dizzy and have to stop.
Also, she named herself Janet.

Sooo… this is the guitar that I play. (Click through for detailed photos of the abalone whale-tale and sun positions designs, omg.) Sometimes I think about how gorgeous and valuable she is and then I get a little bit dizzy and have to stop.

Also, she named herself Janet.

the usual thing is happening, the thing that usually makes me give up on big things — I have become utterly, wholly, entirely convinced that it cannot possibly in any way work. I don’t know how to eBay! nobody will buy anything! my eye for fashion is awful! nobody will buy my CDs! my album will not be any good at all! Patty Griffin may have recorded a bedroom acoustic-guitar-and-voice demo album that was so good that the label told her they didn’t even want to do it over, but I AM NOT PATTY GRIFFIN. nobody will want me to play at their wedding! I CAN’T DO ANYTHING. IF I STAND UP I WILL PROBABLY FALL OVER AND DIE.

Jo, calm down. you have yet to actually do any of these things properly, especially the eBay bit, so you have no basis on which to automatically assume they will fail. you will never get anywhere in the world ever if you freak out and give up on things because you are worried about what might happen.

now go set up your stupid eBay shop and stop anxietying everywhere.