kaijuno:

In 300 years someone’s gonna make a Hamilton-esque musical with Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton and Bernie Sanders and teenagers on the internet are gonna stan Donald Trump like “uwu my trash son Donald being a drama queen as usual” and I’m gonna have to do it. I’m gonna have to come back from the dead and destroy the planet.

Colorado gothic

llamaunicornalpaca:

• There are no ghosts at the Stanley Hotel. We do not tell the tourists what actually roams the halls. It is better this way

• You’ve been driving towards the mountains for hours. They loom on the horizon, blocking the sun. No matter how fast you drive, they never get any closer.
• There’s always a plane overhead. You can always hear the roar of a jet engine faintly from the sky. One day, it all goes quiet. You try not to think about it.
• Your friend asks you if you have any pot on you to smoke. You do. You always do. You don’t remember the last time you couldn’t smell it’s acrid scent on your clothes. But you can’t give it to them. You don’t know where it is anymore.
• The horse’s eyes are always glowing. Ruby red set deep in cobalt blue. Even after you leave the airport, you can still feel it watching you.
• You can smell death on the air. It’s coming from Greely. Snow is on the way. You are glad for the warning.
• You look out the front door. It’s snowing. You look out the back door. The sun is shining bright. You don’t ask why.
• You’ve been skiing for months. The snow stopped falling long ago but it never melts. Sometimes, you see tourists go up the mountain but they never come back down. You keep skiing.
• The sun went down behind the mountains. It’s been two weeks. It never came back up.
• The mountain slope is covered in pines. They are dying. You can feel the beetles crawling over your skin. You wonder if you will die too.

insomniac-arrest:

charlesoberonn:

insomniac-arrest:

why were dinosaurs ‘boys culture’ in elementary?? why did we designate the giant extinct reptiles for one specific gender, what the fuck

why were horses for girls, both these creatures are equally terrifying and yet we write Pony Detective books for girls and give plastic toy dinos to boys

why do we do this, why are we like this, why were dinosaurs for boys smh

It’s time to stop segregating nature by gender. When the dinosaurs come back they’re gonna kill us all equally and indiscriminately anyways.

equal opportunity carnage