I was not invited back

It was the winter of war, in 1939. One’s work stood still; it felt completely pointless to try to create pictures.

—Tove Jansson, from the preface for The Moomins and the Great Flood.

aduhm:

whetaver:

ok first of all if u ever propose to me using the fault in our stars i will literally punch u in the throat and sell the ring

the center of the ring tho

aduhm:

whetaver:

ok first of all if u ever propose to me using the fault in our stars i will literally punch u in the throat and sell the ring

the center of the ring tho

(Source: comefumotraledita, via jonnyathan)

peacedrums:

theyoungthousands:

One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in bed he had been changed into a monstrous waffle.

BRADLEY

peacedrums:

theyoungthousands:

One morning, as Gregor Samsa was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered that in bed he had been changed into a monstrous waffle.

BRADLEY

tomewing:

duhdoydorothy:

unimpressedcats:

"Can’t wait for the meowtch!" cat tells football players before the Volga Nizhniy Novgorod vs Krylia Sovetov game

cats are cool because each one of them is the center of their universe

Even men with steel hearts love to see a cat on the pitch.