someone said i was prince hamlet tonight, and i said yeah ok sure, just so long as i get to one day transform into king lear

i feel the same way about Being Ishmael

which is: yes, of course

but: one day i wanna be freakin ahab, man~

Robert Falcon Scott and his men died during the Terra Nova expedition in Antarctica a long long time ago

I used to write about his and Amundsen’s expeditions a lot when I first started this website

Both men are heroes of mine, as dumb as that may sound

I have a whole bunch of books on Antarctica, including Scott’s journal

If you didn’t know: I have been obsessed with Antarctica my entire life

It is my intention to either die there . . . or at least be buried there

In my will it stipulates that I be thrown into the volcano Mt. Terror, which is on Ross Island in Antarctica

Speaking of graves in Antarctica: the above image is the final resting place of the Terra Nova explorers, God bless their frostbitten souls

Hell of a damn grave

Wish it were mine~

can we please come together and agree, as a world united, to stop putting clothes on animals

to this spiritually- and morally-bankrupt maggot-filled pumpkin of a world i say this:

I’M HERE
I’M DOING MY BEST
WHAT MORE DO YOU WANT FROM MEEEEEE

“the choice is hers, obviously, but it might be wise to get her before your dark celebrity has come”

i guess we have the greeks to blame for the word “aesthetic” huh

hey is anyone else ready to never hear someone use that word ever again

“i love your aesthetic”

hearing someone say that is, to me, the equivalent of hearing someone burp or fart or throw up or whatever

it uh . . . holds precisely the same significance, is what i’m saying

you know what else i could do without is when people say “great space” or “i really like this space”

come on, man

just say “room” like every other god-fearing adult human and get the hell on with it already

lord