comin' through the rye

All your life you live so close to truth it becomes a
permanent blur in the corner of your eye.
And when something nudges it into outline,
it's like being ambushed by a grotesque.
GM | 19

"I can hear voices." Chloe whispered, and Beca frowned as she stepped forward a little.

"What are they saying?"

"I don’t know. It’s just like a dull radio in my head. It’s never been like this before."

The brunette gulped, thinking about her next question.

"What is it normally like?"

"Well, normally I can hear the voices outside of my head. Like, normally, there’s a few different ones. Sometimes it’s hard to separate one voice from another, and then it’s even harder to separate them from my own thoughts."

Beca nodded, taking Chloe’s hand in hers. She looked down at their hands, watching as they joined together effortlessly.

"Do the voices ever say nice things to you? You know, like…" she moved so her head was beside Chloe’s ear, smiling as she whispered, "Your hair smells like cupcakes." And Chloe laughed at Beca as she stepped back. "Or- or, um… I think you look beautiful today… Or," she paused, stepping closer to Chloe, putting her head beside hers.

"I don’t want to leave you."

The redhead’s breath caught in her throat and she closed her eyes, tightening her grip on Beca’s hand. She could feel Beca’s body close to hers, noticing that Beca hadn’t moved away. The voices in her head seemed to be getting quieter and quieter by the second, until they were just a buzz in the back of her mind. She finally opened her eyes to see Beca looking at her, their faces inches away from each other as their hands tangled together.

The brunette’s eyes roamed over Chloe’s face again, looking down at her lips as she licked her own, moving her head forward slightly. She had to stand on her tiptoes to reach, but her lips eventually connected with Chloe’s, almost taking her breath away with the intimacy of the moment.

-Call Me Crazy, by bechloehuh

Dear friends, I have found myself at it again. I do not know what came over me, but here is some more sketchy art of bechloehuh’s brilliant story, Call Me Crazy. I’d like to once again give a public apology to my non-PP followers, as I know this isn’t your favorite thing to see on your dash. Thanks for putting up with it anyway.


SURVIVAL TIP: When you encounter a grizzly bear in the wild, raise your arms as high as you can and yell “PLAY TWO WEEKS”

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  • Do not forget Michael Brown
  • Do not forget how the media dehumanized him and tried to justify his murder
  • Do not forget how peaceful protests were painted as savage riots
  • Do not forget police armed with military grade weapons terrorized and arrested black civilians
  • Do not forget Darren Wilson being awarded over $400,000 in fundraiser donations for murdering an unarmed black child
  • Do not forget that this system was not built to defend us, but to control us
  • Do not forget Ferguson 

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Roberto Ferri

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when you die and become a ghost are you forced to wear what you were wearing when you died for eternity or can you go to like Ghost Gap and buy some new ghost clothes

if theres ghost capitalism i swear to fuck ill be so mad

overthrow the boogeoisie

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fuck guys stop reblogging that bubbline post it’s so embarrassing



oh anna kendrick is such a sweetheart she was so nice when I talked to her


fuck guys stop reblogging that bubbline post it’s so embarrassing




please do not let ferguson die out like everything else big does. do not let this die out. do not let this continue on for three days and then everyone forget about it. do not let this happen.

queue this post up 3 days from now, a week from now, a month from now, a month from then. make sure even if you forget your blog will remember.

the fact i’m seeing reblogs slow down despite the fact there is still news breaking is concerning

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Whoa I believe Laura Prepon is on my flight to New York.

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    Once in a Lifetime

    Talking Heads

    Remain in Light

    826 plays


(Source: confsuion, via confsuion)

“‘What’s this?’

'It's a labyrinth. You never seen one of these?'

'I haven't. Is it like a maze?'

'No. A maze is designed to make you lose your way. A labyrinth is designed to help you find your way.”

The redhead nodded, frowning when Beca let go of her hand and walked towards the large maze-type drawing on the floor. She followed Beca, standing beside her as the brunette’s eyes wandered over the pattern.

'It's a form of meditation.' Beca spoke up. 'You pick a path, think about…anything, really. And you follow it around. It's a continuous path, not a maze or a puzzle.'

Chloe smiled as she approached one of the paths, looking over at Beca who had already started to walk it. She grinned as she put one foot in front of the other, walking slowly as she crossed her arms and hugged her body…

The two of them finally met in the middle of the labyrinth, Chloe looking down at Beca with a smile on her face as the brunette’s eyes roamed over her face…

-Call Me Crazy, a work of fiction by bechloehuh

Hello again, fandom, I apologize for taking up this here space, but I can’t stop thinking about this amazing, profoundly beautiful piece. As a result, I’ve slapped down some concept art during these wee hours of the morning…2 AM…3 AM….you know. 

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