rubywhiterabbit: My little brother got into outer space and stuff so my step-mom bought him a place mat with all the planets on it. When I first saw it, I was upset, because it was newer and so Pluto wasn’t labeled. I was about to say something when I noticed something… Pluto is there. The artist remembered Pluto. Guys… The artist drew Pluto crying.
dragonsroar: ok who the hell looked at this creature and went “im going to turn this thing blue and give it oversized gloves and shoes and make it the fastest thing on the planet”
thank god I had the quadratic equation to calculate the parabola of the ball I...– no one (via zahrabahrabobara)
ierobrows: when the character in the book/fanfiction you are reading does something really embarrassing and you suffer secondhand embarrassment and you just have to stare at the ceiling and whisper you are an idiot why would you do that oh my god
HAI DURR: Elizabeth Bishop, “One Art” →
sharingpoetry: The art of losing isn’t hard to master; so many things seem filled with the intent to be lost that their loss is no disaster. Lose something every day. Accept the fluster of lost door keys, the hour badly spent. The art of losing isn’t hard to master. Then practice losing…
allyouneedisathneed: once-lerspajamas: hellms666: “tumblr famous more like tumblr LAMEST”