montygreen:

Happy December 10th!

jacindaelena:

Crimea, Demerdzhi by Alice Thanatos

starxgoddess:

Alchemical symbol of transmutation of base metal (Earth at bottom) into Gold (Sun) and Silver (Moon) through the agency of the dragon (Mercury - volatility). From Theatrum Chemicum Britannicum Elias Ashmole (London 1652). Woodcut.

memewhore:

macbieths:

sympathetic-deceit-trash:

splinterdirk:

batsalmighty:

schmergo:

puerto-nic0:

glumshoe:

glumshoe:

glumshoe:

I like haunted houses in theory BUT I have no idea how to react when the actors speak to you. They ask me a question and I just… answer it…

The scariest part of a haunted house is the unscripted social interaction.

Scary nurse in a creepy voice: “Do you have an appointment to see the doctor?”

Me: “Uh. Do you accept walk-ins?”

Scary farmer: “I like to kill people!”

My friend, brightly: “I like to die!”

Zombie : “AARRRGH”

Me : “Do you get dental insurance?”

Zombie : “TEETH!!”

This happened to me.

Scary prison dude: HELLO

Me: Nice to meet you!

Him: (pause) No it’s noooooot

My worst horror house experience was when I couldn’t find the (rather obvious) exit and the guy chasing me with a chainsaw stopped, sighed and pointed me to the exit, saying “please scream as loud as you can when you run out there” and just left. I disappointed the horror house chainsaw dude and I will never get over that

Guy: They are all my friends.. (motioning to hanging corpses; then grabs a noose) Will you be my friend? 
Me: Sure totally, you made me a friendship necklace? Oh my god your so sweet? 
Guy: … Yes.. Please, let me.. I cant I cant just go (laughing). 

– Got to walk a second time through– 

Same guy: My friends -wailing- 
Me: I came back I just really wanted to be friends so bad
Guy: (laughing more) Please, Im not allowed to laugh. 

I went to a Haunted House and literally befriended every actor there.

Specifically, I remember;

There were zombies walking around in the waiting room. I said “Hi!” and he gave me a high five. Every time he passed from then on, I got a high five.

Near the end, there were these twin little girls. “Come play with us.” They said. “Okay!” I said. “Forever.” They said. “Oh, sorry, can’t do that. I’m busy.”

I could hear them giggling.

one time a girl with a meat cleaver in her throat or head or something was following me saying creepy things and all I could think of to say was “you should probably get that checked out”

I did this when I was a kid because it was way less terrifying if I could get the monsters to break character.

itsagifnotagif:

Tumblr may have banned porn. But you can still follow me and watch as I get fucked by life

hypeswap:

hypeswap:

i dont really… WANT… to leave tumblr. ive been here since 2011

no other platform has the right format for me to just randomly barf actual thoughts, joaks, and genuine creative content all in the same breath. i dont know how to compartmentalize

mirela-arcana:

yesterdaysprint:

The News-Palladium, Benton Harbor, Michigan, March 11, 1943

@catcomaprada

princess-passion-flower:

scratchingpad:

I need safety goggles

so gentle

sheikah:

harrysblacknailpolish:

mutuals before tumblr just ups and deletes every blog one day, if you want my insta/snap/phone # message me

or discord, twitter. anything.

princetamago:

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Drew something quick for my boy Prompto and his bday! 🎉🎂💖💖 I love this twink

deusabinitio:

charlesoberonn:

At my funeral, I’m gonna hire somebody with a scar to look over my body and audibly whisper “I should’ve been the one to finally take you out.”

Alternatively, they could also whisper “They won’t get away with this. I’m gonna finish what you started, old friend.”

They’ll have instructions to read the room and choose which they deem best fit

THEME