Just Humanities Student Things

If you receive a YouTube link to EiRPoAFl-P4 DON’T click on it

It’s a music video with rapid flashing colours/lights. I have very minor epilepsy, just focal seizures, and I maybe watched ten seconds before literally nothing was real around me and I think I’m going to throw up and have a heart attack.

@ the asshole who sent me that, launch yourself into space and die.

You’re killin’ me, Schwab.

Instructions for a walk in the woods

Never turn around to check behind you. You’ll see nothing, but once you start doing it you won’t be able to stop, and an ominous feeling will follow you until you don’t lock your house’s door behind you. 

If you stand very still and listen you will hear the woods calling for you. Don’t answer. Never answer. 

You’ll hear things quietly following you, hidden in the trees by your sides. It’s okay, they’re just checking on you. 

Don’t be scared, but be really, really wary.

If you have a bad feeling about taking a certain path, don’t. You’ll avoid whatever is waiting for you at the end of it. 

You never know what may be buried under the soil you’re walking on. Remember that every time you take a step. Pray that whatever it is, it won’t wake up. 

Be careful not to step on any beetle, or you’ll never get rid of them. 

If you bring a knife with you, name it. Otherwise the blade will turn against you as soon as you try to use it. 

Make sure you remember the way back home. As soon as you get lost, you’re just another piece of fresh meat.

Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

The City of Brass by S.A. Chakraborty

I don’t know how I lived without these characters before

some guy: brings you flowers

alucard emery: gives up four years of his life to buy a magic mirror that’ll show you, in front of your brother and several other people, the objective truth of how he was beaten half to death by his own father for loving you and forced to leave against his will so that you’ll understand just how much he still loves you

Her face shone with so much intelligence that I found myself looking excitedly at her for several minutes. Something moved me when I looked at her.

Franz Kafka, from a diary entry featured in The Diaries Of Franz Kafka: 1910 - 1923 (via dansmavenue)

Am I the only person who thought this was really fucking funny

From Wikipedia:

Nuestra Señora de la Santa Muerte (Spanish for Our Lady of Holy Death), often shortened to Santa Muerte, is a female deity or folk saint in Mexican and Mexican-American folk Catholicism. A personification of death, she is associated with healing, protection, and safe delivery to the afterlife by her devotees. Despite condemnation by the Catholic Church, her cult has become increasingly prominent since the 2000s.

The worship of Santa Muerte is condemned by the Catholic Church in Mexico as invalid, but it is increasingly firmly entrenched in Mexican culture.

Santa Muerte is also seen as a protector of homosexual, bisexual, and transgender communities in Mexico, since many are considered to be outcast from society. Many LGBT people ask her for protection from violence, hatred, disease, and to help them in their search for love.

Her intercession is commonly invoked in same-sex marriage ceremonies performed in Mexico. The Iglesia Católica Tradicional México-Estados Unidos, also known as the Church of Santa Muerte, recognizes gay marriage and performs religious wedding ceremonies for homosexual couples.

Man how did I not know about this magical gay skeleton queen until today?