ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
I think this gifset’s kinda funny.
Chris: *hot pose*
David: *hot pose*
Matt: *hot pose*
Billie: *I’m fucking gorgeous*
Freema: “Yeah, so am I*
Karen: “Goofy but still beautiful*
John: *I don’t know how to stand in front of a camera (or an audience of any kind) and NOT look like I’m about to invite you to bed*
Catherine: *I’m fookin’ hot, and if you say otherwise you’ll meet my really pretty fist*
Arthur: *Mom, did you put the pudding cup in my lunch bag? I’m not seeing it.*
Whenever I speak with you, I end up dying more, a little more.