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thusreluctant:

Interior with Open Window by Raoul Dufy

thusreluctant:

Interior with Open Window by Raoul Dufy

euo:

“I feel very low in myself. I can’t see much in the future, and I feel that any second something terrible is going to happen to me.
A Clockwork Orange (1971) dir. Stanley Kubrick

euo:

I feel very low in myself. I can’t see much in the future, and I feel that any second something terrible is going to happen to me.

A Clockwork Orange (1971) dir. Stanley Kubrick

yinandyin:

A Clockwork Orange (1971)

yinandyin:

A Clockwork Orange (1971)


Beyoncé for Maxim (2002)

Beyoncé for Maxim (2002)

spikespiegell:

do ya ever bring your pet up to a mirror and ur like “that you”

August, 30th 2014 @ 06:44 / 1021244 / >>

I love Me Days / days spent hanging out w yourself it’s like therapy

August, 29th 2014 @ 18:17 / 4 / >>

For the first time in I think 2 yrs… I think.. I found a book that I actually love right away I’m so excited I’m finally out of this weird limbo where I keep going back to this 1 book without being able to read any new ones. Hands up guns up

August, 29th 2014 @ 18:09 / 1 / >>

vixenelle:

Valeriia Karaman for Oh Comely magazine, flower tattoos by Verity Cumming

August, 29th 2014 @ 01:39 / 73576 / Permalink
"I am figuring out which parts of my personality are mine 
and which ones I created to please you."
The Dust On This Poem Could Choke You/ Lora Mathis lora-mathis (via possibilityofliving)
August, 29th 2014 @ 00:11 / 29603 / Permalink

Walmart security guard shoots 'shoplifting' mother dead in parking lot as she tries to escape with two young children

jcoleknowsbest:

likehercoffee:

theblacksophisticate:

I am SO goddamned tired of this shit. 

damn, they won’t let up. we can’t run and we can’t surrender. what do they expect us to do? they killed this woman over what some merchandise? you let out on some garments what twisted universe do you gotta come from when a overtime punching rent-a-cop even bothers to chase and then pull a gun? smh rip because there is nothing but war on this side of the final curtain.

I cannot.. I can’t….

August, 28th 2014 @ 23:46 / 12272 / Permalink
stlara:

champagne for breakfast | jennifer pugh by kimberley gordon for fete champetre ss 14

stlara:

champagne for breakfast | jennifer pugh by kimberley gordon for fete champetre ss 14

"So she had to satisfy herself with the idea of love— loving the loving of things whose existence she didn’t care at all about. Love itself became the object of her love.

She loved herself in love, she loved loving love, as love loves loving, and was able, in that way, to reconcile herself with a world that fell so short of what she would have hoped for."
Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated
August, 28th 2014 @ 21:51 / 216 / Permalink
"…he tied one (string) around his index finger to remember something terribly important, and fearing he would forget the index finger, he tied a string around his pinky, and then one from waist to neck, and fearing he would forget this one, he tied a string from ear to tooth to scrotum to heel, and used his body to remember his body, but in the end could remember only the string. Is this someone to trust for a story?"
Jonathan Safran Foer, “Everything is Illuminated” (via annavaltari)
August, 28th 2014 @ 11:29 / 2 / Permalink
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