Things I Don't Remember

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darkryemag:

I think I’ve been here before. I’m going again. It’s… just… everything… my favourites, all together, in a little handheld pocket. With something chutney-ish. I’d take one of these over two forklifts of chocolate any day.
4himglory:

Cheese & Onion Hand Pies | Molly Yeh


i just made these and they are cooling on the stove right now! i made half with cheese & apple, though, JUST BECAUSE
they smell so good!

darkryemag:

I think I’ve been here before. I’m going again. It’s… just… everything… my favourites, all together, in a little handheld pocket. With something chutney-ish. I’d take one of these over two forklifts of chocolate any day.

4himglory:

Cheese & Onion Hand Pies | Molly Yeh

i just made these and they are cooling on the stove right now! i made half with cheese & apple, though, JUST BECAUSE

they smell so good!

(via fingersneedtoknit)

6 hours ago

frankoharas:

cassandragillig:

I made this for Dave

This mash-up of a Drake song and FOH reading “Ode to Joy” gives me life. It adds yet another layer of beauty to the poem.

Buildings will go up into the dizzy air as love itself goes in
and up the reeling life that it has chosen for once or all
while in the sky a feeling of intemperate fondness will excite the birds
to swoop and veer like flies crawling across absorbed limbs
that weep a pearly perspiration on the sheets of brief attention
and the hairs dry out that summon anxious declaration of the organs
as they rise like buildings to the needs of temporary neighbors
pouring hunger through the heart to feed desire in intravenous ways
like the ways of gods with humans in the innocent combination of light
and flesh or as the legends ride their heroes through the dark to found
great cities where all life is possible to maintain as long as time
which wants us to remain for cocktails in a bar and after dinner
lets us live with it
No more dying

(via frightened)