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Remember what peace there may be in silence.

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Oh, instincts are misleading.
You shouldn't think what you're feeling.
They don't tell you what you know you should want.

marytere42:

Del Instagram de @matt_lentz Tatuaje de Frida Kahlo

marytere42:

Del Instagram de @matt_lentz Tatuaje de Frida Kahlo




Sep 7th at 10AM / via: curveappeal / op: curveappeal / 909 notes

curveappeal:

Denise Bidot for Forever 21
42 inch bust, 34 inch waist, 47 inch hips

Abstract Print Pencil Skirt at Forever 21 (via Shopstyle)


Sep 7th at 10AM / via: darling-kait / op: r2--d2 / 38,996 notes

foglie d’autunno by (mbeo)

foglie d’autunno by (mbeo)


Sep 7th at 10AM / via: pleasantinterruption / op: brerfly / 74,105 notes

withoutyourwalls:

Basim Magdy, 13 Essential Rules for Understanding the World, 2011

withoutyourwalls:

Basim Magdy, 13 Essential Rules for Understanding the World, 2011


coolest-humans:

 

coolest-humans:

 


Sep 6th at 10PM / via: vegenista / op: vegandailynews / 332 notes
vegenista:

Love it! I think I need a pocket sized version to carry around!

vegenista:

Love it! I think I need a pocket sized version to carry around!


Sep 6th at 10PM / via: the-ratfink / op: niknak79 / 119,623 notes

Sep 6th at 8PM / via: mopoki / op: wonderous-world / 8,371 notes
wonderous-world:

Owl by Jiri Michal

wonderous-world:

Owl by 


Sep 1st at 2PM / via: workingfortheboss / op: lip-lock / 27,108 notes

lip-lock:

Birds Of A Feather | by Claire Rosen.

A brilliant live portrait series by Claire Rosen featuring vintage wallpaper backdrops to accentuate and highlight the colors of each bird, which range from the common Parakeet to the exotic Hyacinth Macaw.

As seen on: Honestly WTF.


everyoneisgay:

Ethan Smith - “A Letter to the Girl I Used to Be”

An incredible spoken word performance by Ethan Smith.
*standing ovation*

<3<3

I cried a little. What courage and insight.


uglyrenaissancebabies:

And lo, the God Child did turn his gaze upward, his neck craning, turning, rotating – the sound of dry twigs snapping, leathery skin pulled taunt around an unnatural, boney fulcrum — one rotation, two, three. A wheezing, short breath. Then nothing. 

uglyrenaissancebabies:

And lo, the God Child did turn his gaze upward, his neck craning, turning, rotating – the sound of dry twigs snapping, leathery skin pulled taunt around an unnatural, boney fulcrum — one rotation, two, three. A wheezing, short breath. Then nothing.