Music’s Kiss

Star crossed lovers!

Not the unlikely, never going to happen, children from a family who hate each, never seen them before in my life kind. We are here for the unadulterated kind of love that happens between a cat and a pringle’s can. The cat named Scrunchy, always longed for something that would love, protect, and surround him with warmth. One of three Pringle’s cans stands topless on the room’s center piece, early in party, feeling empty. The cat notices the can. The can almost seems to wink back as the cats tail perks up. The cat, curious, gracefully hops onto the table. Walking around the can to feel it’s cardboard exterior brush gently against Scrunchy’s fur, he looks inside, & sees the shimmering foil interior. The cat purrs at the thought of how wonderful that might feel. Brushing past the exterior of the can, almost knocking it onto it’s side, the Can spirals around it’s base with the slowly increasing frequency of wombling revolutions before coming to a testy final stop. Scrunchy looks back, needing to know, jumps headfirst into the can. Warmth! The scent of sour cream and onion rez! Everything Scrunchy has ever wanted. Leaving only his furry white&brown tail sticking out the end.

If the photographs on my stairwell were FmK7’s gifs!

Gifmk7:  New Work

Vincent Viriot is a director, motion designer and GIF artist from Paris. Also known as FMK7 he loves to play with typography, vintage aesthetic, geometric shapes, optical illusion and randomness. Find his work posted on Tumblr under the name gifmk7.

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Woman Boho

Invite someone over, then tell them to go, come again

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Wow! That recorder player vs dragonforce!

Tarantellas I- Trad. Arr. Miriam Nerval and played by Palisander​

Recorders, spiders, renaissance tunes, and a dance from recorder quartet Palisander. (via ClassicFM)

well that neighbor feud took an amusing turn.

Fly me to the Moon.

Birthday cake, anyone?

Stupid fucking Bitch.

Amber: (sullenly) hey what’s up?

Mark: I’m really tired, doctor says I have poor spinal health and now ...

Molly: (enters the room and interupts for the 2nd time today) Mark hold on but I really need to find my brush. O-m-g life is so terrible for me right now if I can’t find it.

Mark: You stupid fucking bitch! (Exeunt)