lol that song is so catchy too man
As a native English speaker, I can tell you that this song is the most frustrating shit ever
oh yeah my friend bought a used copy of Overclocked a while back and check out the previous owner
~ pace yourself so you can face yourself ~
edit: now with 100% more teddie
lemon demon // two trucks
Two trucks having sex
Two trucks having sex
My muscles, my muscles
YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO THIS MAJESTIC SONG RIGHT NOW
THE NINE CHOIRS OF HEAVEN. An info-graphic for my editorial class and god am I thankful it’s done. Way too much went into this than what I had time for, but hey… I actually kind of like it?
Now excuse me, I must return to my fashion major lifestyle and go sew a coat u_u
EDIT: Re-uploaded with easier viewing!
"We saw each other in the hall, and knew that we should know each other."
chie guevara, meat revolutionary, karate enthusiast, and professional cutie
sext: winter is coming and so am i
notbecauseofvictories#some have entertained angels unawares #but others get this—seraphim crashing on your couch (metaphorically of course; they wouldn’t fit on a sofa) #with their hundred hundred wings beating the air lazily; their beryllium eyes shut #”you should get a place” you may tell them over breakfast. ”not that you aren’t always welcome; but don’t you want somewhere to call your #own?” #but the seraphim merely blinks; eyes sparking; and goes back to coaxing the coffee maker not to burn your morning caffiene high #(they don’t understand property you see; don’t understand the concept of owning a piece of the dust—earth is humanity’s birthright #and all else is god’s) #(…yes even them; their wings; their eyes; the half-burnt coffee on their 7-dimensional tongue) #(you do not need to have a place of your own when you yourself are not your own; silly human) #(so the seraphim keep dragging themselves in at 2am; starlight caught in their feathers and whiskey on their breath; whispering #”are you up? are you up? the kingdom of god is at hand—come and kiss me” #before collapsing back onto the sofa; wings fluttering in the angelic approximation of helpless giggles) #(…it turns out seraphim do indeed fit on the couch; with just enough room for one sleep-deprived human #waiting for the kingdom of god to arrive) #a glory of angels #the city is full of wings