visual consumption

Sometimes I go on Tumblr and look at pictures of all the places I want to visit - which is, really, the entire world. And then I sigh. I also look at The Art of Animation and make starry eyes because art. It's all beautiful to me, whatever style. Strangely, it's always music where I have the lowest aesthetic for. Oh I love it; I just have no objective standards for it. I miss words though.