Dirk Gently Is The PERFECT Example Of Why A Tragic Past (or Just A Tragic Life In General Tbh) Is No

tossed around some ideas for these two ^_^ settled on these ones

Chemistry: Soap bubbles in frozen CO2

Original gifs and their close up

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The Unluckiest Zircon in the Galaxy

⛓🚬🍺"lesbians congregating" New Orleans, 1988 #bless #lesbianscongregate #neworleans #lesbianculture #dykebar #the80s #pleatsplease

Hi, it’s mod w, I’m up really late again and I want to share some insomnia thoughts. 💫

For all lesbians anywhere,

You don’t need a girlfriend, partner or wife.

Girlfriends, partners and wives are (or should be) wonderful to have around but you are so far from needing one. So far.

Be an independent woman. Find the next step forward with your life and make it. Clap yourself. Take care of yourself, make friends, don’t starve yourself for love.

Do not for one second attach your worth to a woman that’s not there. Burn from your own need of you. Flare up under the magnificence of yourself in this terrifying and gorgeous world. Find your worth in your own work and beauty and strengths. Make them your own. Put all the pain and fear and sweat into this realisation.

Become a knight under your own banner. Not hers.

You do not need a girlfriend, partner or wife. Want is different from need. If you think you need a girlfriend, then you need yourself.

new genre concept: soft apocalypse

the world as we know it has ended and mother nature starts taking back what’s hers. there are no zombies or cannibals or murderous bandits. the most valued members of the community are those who know how to garden and farm, sew and weave, treat wounds, work wood or build with bricks, cook from scratch. 

people bond together to begin rebuilding instead of killing each other. everyone teaches each other whatever they do know and works together to figure out the stuff none of them know. books become incredibly valued resources because they’re often the only way to learn critical information. if someone is elderly, disabled, or otherwise unable to work at the same level as most of the community, they’re taken care of by the others, not told any sort of “survival of the fittest” bs.

as the generations ware on, communities begin expanding into small cities. some of the settlements even find ways to repurpose solar or wind power on a small scale and have electricity in some of their buildings. storytellers wander the countryside telling tales of the old world in return for some hot stew or a place to rest for the night, and the mythos of the new world start to incorporate elements of the past. the only thing that remains constant is that humans survive, and they do it by working together.

Tea? It’s like a hug in a cup.

Dirk, at some point. (via incorrectdirkgently)

Witches-Circa 1800s

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