Bicko

plottac:

original by maria perry on Flickr.

The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

God topples from the sky, hell’s fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan’s men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you’d return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)

Sylvia Plath  

(via wildhearts)

-mockingbird:

thechadisrad:

Amazing ‘Left 4 Dead’ fan film. Gamers will love the unexpected cameos. 

First it was awesome. 

Then i WTFFFFed.

Because jealousy knows no bounds

(via purplewhales)

thinair:

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. [Brit. wallesia] a condition characterized by scanning faces in a crowd looking for a specific person who would have no reason to be there, which is your brain’s way of checking to see whether they’re still in your life, subconsciously patting its emotional pockets before it leaves for the day.

All too often.

Some say you cannot forget memories, no matter how hard you try(ironically, trying self defeats the purpose).

And that the best way to forget something, or someone is to replace them with another entity that is so absorbing, so overwhelming, that you finally lose sight of the past.

But this shift is a gradual one; not a palpable one, so how then, am I supposed to find out if I’m completely taken yet?

stephdrawsallthethings:

Clark: BROOOOOOOOOSE.

Bruce: oh my god clark seriously I am busy do you not see that? I have to devote 22 hours a day to crimefighting and billionairing and crying manfully alone in the dark okay.

Clark: BROOSE I KNOW

I

KNOW

Bruce: how did you know clark. HOW COULD YOU EVER KNOW THE DEPTH OF MY BATGONY?

Clark:Because I have sadvision. It is one of my Kryptonian powers. I can see all of your sads.

Bruce: batsob

Clark:BRUCE, I WILL CRADLE YOU AGAINST MY BULGING PECTORALS SO THAT YOU WILL KNOW WHAT A HUG FEELS LIKE. TAKE THIS KNOWLEDGE (AND ALL OF MY LOVING) AND HUG YOUR ROBINS.

Bruce: ALL of my Robins?

Clark: ALL OF THE ROBINS.

(via pumpkin-sprite)

domics:

Shutup bed, I’m trying to work.