This better be my cake
This is an awesome idea. Although I’d also be tempted to make all the lesser rings of power as a batch of cupcakes, and give them to my friends.
…But they would be all of them deceived, for another cupcake would be made.
In my apartment, in the fires of my oven, I will bake in secret a Master Cupcake to control all the others. And into this cupcake I will pour my flour, my sugar, and my will to dominate all confections.
Reblogging again for commentary.
Wow. One does not simply have a birthday.
that bolded is KILLING ME
most annoying tumblr trends 2013!!!
- "swiggity swag"
- "do he got a booty"
- "bitch i might be"
and now, sliding into place right on time:
- "surprise bitch"
followed closely by:
- ayyyy lmao
And I’ve avoided each and every single fucking one of them!
Billy Talent - Red Flag
You can basically just assume, without even knowing what this thing is, that it is from Australia.
Fuck that shit this thing is a pokemon
Look at it’s skinny little legs!
what the fuck is it
Its a Jerboa!
Geek Engagement Ring Boxes
- Golden Snitch (Harry Potter)
- Carl’s House (Up)
- Harry Potter Book
- TARDIS (Doctor Who)
- Toy Story 2
- Super Mario
- Poke Ball (Pokemon)
- Companion Cube (Portal 2)
Franz Kafka, the story goes, encountered a little girl in the park where he went walking daily. She was crying. She had lost her doll and was desolate.
Kafka offered to help her look for the doll and arranged to meet her the next day at the same spot. Unable to find the doll he composed a letter from the doll and read it to her when they met.
"Please do not mourn me, I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will write you of my adventures." This was the beginning of many letters. When he and the little girl met he read her from these carefully composed letters the imagined adventures of the beloved doll. The little girl was comforted.
When the meetings came to an end Kafka presented her with a doll. She obviously looked different from the original doll. An attached letter explained: “my travels have changed me… “
Many years later, the now grown girl found a letter stuffed into an unnoticed crevice in the cherished replacement doll. In summary it said: “every thing that you love, you will eventually lose, but in the end, love will return in a different form.””
For me there are two wise lessons in this story: Grief and loss are ubiquitous even for a young child. And the way toward healing is to look for how love comes back in another form. - May Benatar(via amaranthinehaze)