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Dying today. Make everything go away?

This is what Yahoo paid $1.3 Billion for.

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Please excuse the interruption of our regularly scheduled posting, but I fucking love this site.

adamgoldberg:

from my window: 

9-11-01/9-11-12

Today i had a reasonable shift at work, finishing at 11. Upon arriving home i had forgotten my house key, but luckily mum had put a spare in a plant pot for me. I put the key in the door and turned it. It did not open the door.

At that moment my phone decided to die, but that was ok because Thomas was in the house asleep upstairs. If i rang the doorbell for long enough he would answer.

TUCKING WROOOONG!

He managed to sleep through the stampede of rhinos that was me knocking on the door.

Never mind, i’ll just go and get some money out and phone a taxi to get to my boyfriends house, using the phone that my neighbour kindly offered.

TUCKING WRONG AGAIN BECAUSE I LEFT A TUCKING TENNER HANGING OUT OF THE CASH MACHINE.

TUCK MY LIFE.

I knocked on my neighbours door in tears, now upset and frustrated beyong belief.

She let me use her phone AND lent me £20. Kindness still exists within humanity!

Later, arriving home i was told that i was stupid by my own father. Which was the best way to cheer me up after this horrendous day.

I then had to chase my tucking dog down the road in my jammies because she is being a horrible horrible little animal today.

TUCK MY LIFE.