The Void.

Dec 24
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ratchet187:

glitterstainedsoul:

rogueypie:

OMG I CANT STOP LAUGHING.

I AM LAUGHING SO HARD RIGHT NOW! OMG HAHAHAHA

Omg. This is the best

(via dawkman)

Dec 22
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But I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.
— Olivia Wilde  (via blackbruise)

(Source: luvluvluvtimothy, via misterpeace)

Dec 17
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eatsleepdraw:

Poster created for one of my design/media arts classes here at UCLA

eatsleepdraw:

Poster created for one of my design/media arts classes here at UCLA

Nov 30
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leahholly:

wanderingartist:

leahholly:

Only good thing about sleeping alone, I’m allowed to sleep in the nude.

Whatever. Knitting naked.

Can I get something handmade? :D

What would you like?

What do you know how to make? :O

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leahholly:

Only good thing about sleeping alone, I’m allowed to sleep in the nude.

Whatever. Knitting naked.

Can I get something handmade? :D

Nov 29
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Rare Words

fajr-:

acosmist - One who believes that nothing exists
paralian - A person who lives near the sea
aureate - Pertaining to the fancy or flowery words used by poets 
dwale - To wander about deliriously
sabaism - The worship of stars
dysphoria - An unwell feeling
aubade - A love song which is sung at dawn
eumoirous - Happiness due to being honest and wholesome
mimp - To speak in a prissy manner, usually with pursed lips

 via (chatoyance)

(Source: milkthistles, via misterpeace)

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skinnedkneesandgappedteeth:

This is what I did last night.

skinnedkneesandgappedteeth:

This is what I did last night.

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tiny-sized:

Alan Rickman reads Shakespeare’s Sonnet 130

My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red than her lips’ red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses damask’d, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks; 
And in some perfumes is there more delight
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know
That music hath a far more pleasing sound;
I grant I never saw a goddess go;
My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
   And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare
   As any she belied with false compare. 

(via eyes-like-cyanide)

Nov 27
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CRY EVERYTIME

(via thesecyclingtrivialities)

Nov 18
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sealegslegssea:

boppinlindsbopp:

Need.

caitlin and I

“awwwwww awww awwww”

“awwwww”

“it’s like it’s not even real”

“it’s like a cartoon character”

“it’s like it’s animatronic”

“too cute….too cute”

(Source: matafari, via bettybrearley)