My name is Carly. I write songs and poems and I pretend that I have good taste.
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Another iteration of my blog with more writing and fewer gifsets: APFWH
I also blog about space (extinct, mostly), barn owls (dormant with moderate periods of activity), and Doctor Who (I’m trying so hard. Down but not out, baby. Down but not out).
Historical photographs held in their modern location. Wow, tragically beautiful.
(Source: teamdowneyhiddleston)
Day of the Moon // The Name Of The Doctor
In which the Doctor learns about love from his father-in-law
(Source: mocking-turtle)
(Source: leonardnimsey)
Let me be clear: Ray’s BBQ Shack doesn’t exist in any tangible sense. Well, that’s sorta untrue because there is a place called Ray’s BBQ Shack and it’s in Houston, but I’m not talking about a literal RBBQS. Ray’s BBQ Shack is a state of mind. It’s a tier of restaurantry. RBBQS is the beautiful, perfect roadside diner that lives as-of-yet only in the realm of my fantasies.
the inner machinations of my mind are an enigma
i want to believe that cheap motels are still beautiful things but what a testament to Bygone Eras that every cheap motel i’ve been to has had some sort of bugs in it, which is kind of where i draw the line. anyone with a shred of fight in their heart can handle stained carpet and ratty chairs and locks that have been kicked in, but no man is exempt from the wrath of bugs, and bugs are a signifiant inconvenience to life in a way that i just don’t like to deal with.
somewhere out there is a beautiful, simple, seedy motel with no bugs to sneak into the warm creases of my sleeping bag.
Updated, revised, and slightly expanded version of my Transcendental Youth essay is now up at the official unofficial Mountain Goats Official Forums Members’ Blog. Go czech it out! I’m very happy with this version and I’m replacing the essays on my blog with the revised versions you see here. XOXO
(Source: thebluthcompany)
HAIL SATAN! HAIL! HAIL! HAIL! HAIL!
1. A Warrior of Jarella (3:16)
John Darnielle (“Dar-NYEEELehhhh”)* was born in Bloomington, Indiana (“Bloomington: The Other Bloomington”). This son of the Midwest moved around much as a child before settling in California (“The Golden State,” “Fucking California”). This record is…
Oh my god this is happening.
I may be really good at hiding it but I am the biggest Harry Potter nerd it is the fiber of my being I’m dead serious.
Being at the Wizarding World of Harry Potter is a wild childhood dream come to fruition.