Ex-renaissance painter vampire in the 21st century embarrassed at people looking at their work from 600 years ago shown in a museum.
"I used the wrong brush"
“It’s just a doodle”
“I’m going to burn it”
“The anatomy isn’t even that great”
“Leonardo made me do it”
We’re adults and we get to decide what that means: The Home Depot Edition
we’d probably already have hoverboards if we didn’t spend so much time arguing over whether women are people and if they should be allowed to do science
I mean yeah cause hover boards are more essential to life than basic fucking human rights.
you probably misunderstood this post
Listeners, I do not know everything about Carlos and he does not tell me everything. That is…okay. We are not one person. How lonely that would be! A couple who has made themselves one, so completely that they are once again alone. We are two people, separate, unique, and joined only where we choose to join. I don’t know what is his affiliation to the university of What It Is, perhaps I will never know. But, I can know about the taste of food he has made me, or the feeling of his hand in mine. Or the absence of his hand not in mine. I can feel the distance between us. And I can know that that distance, viewed properly is no distance at all.
“This is what we call The Muppet Show!”
Some authors could really use a “plot twist limit” or a “you’ve killed too many characters already” notification you know
AU where we’re all well rested and everyone loves their job
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