scottfoss:

I asked my roommate what she would wish for if she were a magical girl in Madoka, and then this wonderful mess poured out of her mouth.

Every year, the bright Scandinavian summer nights fade away without anyone’s noticing. One evening in August you have an errand outdoors, and all of a sudden it’s pitch-black. It is still summer, but the summer is no longer alive.
Tove Jansson, The Summer Book, trans. Thomas Teal (via differenceetrepetition)

jeniac:

Happy 100th Birthday Tove Jansson (1914-2001), a talented writer and artist and the creator of the Moomins.

chosoko:

reminder that i dont have a single art class but go down to the AP class 3x a day and either do nothing or use 1/4 cup of paint to make these horrible orangutan paintings and i plan to make more

marcjacobsrain:

I CAUGHT ONE THIS LONG DO YOU FUCKING HEAR ME SOKKA

THIS

LONG

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