This little mini scarf I made makes me both awkward and glad.  You wanna be awkward and glad, too?  You can.  In almost any color.  Here. 

I turned on the lights and shook him and asked what the fuck he was talking about. He kept smiling and yelling, “KINDERBEARS, KINDERBEARS!”

I pleaded with him to say something normal. He replied, “Kinderbears. All about kinderbears. What? You don’t want a kinderbear?”

I begged for anything. I asked, “what are our cats’ names?” He replied very seriously. “Elegance and Kinderbear.” Then he rolled over and didn’t say another word.

nathanieljams:

(via March Madness: The Cake Vs. Pie Tournament)

Can we submit this to the Tumblr Time Capsule?

Also, March is approaching.

I’m dying.  I’m dead.

La Sera - Please Be My Third Eye

(Source: nationalpost)

whydoihaveablog:

What if instead of living my life and trying really hard to be happy I instead just set myself on fire, but before I did that, I killed all of the world’s puppies because I don’t want anyone else to have happiness if I died after failing at it?

I’m not even depressed. I’m just really sick of putting in effort for anything and also I want to die? 

matt-t:

Lana Del Ray Charles

LOLOLOL

minnpost:

Yes, Uptown suffers from a personality crisis, but it’s also vibrant and undeniably walkable

It’s caught between a low-rent, artsy McPunk past and an absurdly gentrified present. But Miriam Rudolph’s etchings, Dave Eggers’ drawings and two side-by-side windows beckon.

A new column by the one and only Andy Sturdevant.

artsorbit:

This post by Minneapolis designer Brock Davis is currently spotlighted on the Tumblr radar. Read about Brock Davis in our “Who is that?” series.

brockdavis:

Mustardstache on Flickr.

Look at me standing in my apartment looking like a creep with a scarf on my head.  You want a scarf like that?  I’ll make you one.  Any color. You don’t even have to wear it like that.  See how else to wear it here.

For the love of god. Perfection.

(Source: animated-disney-gifs, via friendzsquad)

Recording bells in the studio/closet. That’s where the mallets go, right?

thekittencovers:

Dolly Purrton

Life. Complete.