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gayindustrialcomplex:

reblog if you are sorry ms. jackson and also are for real

Angel with the Flaming Sword [1889] by Franz Stuck

Angel with the Flaming Sword [1889] by Franz Stuck

 alex ovechkin says gr8 things (1/?)  (insp).

quickweaves:

Being southern is really funny cause were inherently fake as hell “bless your heart” is THE shadiest sentence in the entire lexicon of americanized english  

sorelatable:

i don’t know what i am doing with my life or my hair

sp00nwhatdiduthink:

heliolisk:

hardcorehousewife:

if you need a laugh just pause this at any point [via]

every moment of this vine is true perfection
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Elizabeth Feodorovna, Grand Duchess Sergei of Russia, 1884

Elizabeth Feodorovna, Grand Duchess Sergei of Russia, 1884

Du Juan for Numéro China September 2011

Du Juan for Numéro China September 2011

1. Your skin may never be perfect, and that’s okay.

2. Life is too short not to have the underwear, the coffee, and the haircut you want.

3. Everyone (including your family, your coworkers, and your best friend) will talk about you behind your back, and you’ll talk about them too. It doesn’t mean you don’t love each other.

4. It’s okay to spend money on things that make you happy.

5. Sometimes without fault or reason, relationships deteriorate. It will happen when you’re six, it will happen when you’re sixty. That’s life.

- Five things I am trying very hard to accept (via aumoe)

O what a physical effect it has on me
To dive forever into the light blue sea
Of your acquaintance! Ah, but dearest friends,
Like forms, are finished, as life has ends! Still,
It is beautiful, when October
Is over, and February is over,
To sit in the starch of my shirt, and to dream of your sweet
Ways! As if the world were a taxi, you enter it, then
Reply (to no one), “Let’s go five or six blocks.”
Isn’t the blue stream that runs past you a translation from the Russian?
Aren’t my eyes bigger than love?
Isn’t this history, and aren’t we a couple of ruins?
Is Carthage Pompeii? is the pillow the bed? is the sun
What glues our heads together? O midnight! O midnight!
Is love what we are,
Or has happiness come to me in a private car
That’s so very small I’m amazed to see it there?


2

We walk through the park in the sun, and you say, “There’s a spider
Of shadow touching the bench, when morning’s begun.” I love you.
I love you fame I love you raining sun I love you cigarettes I love you love
I love you daggers I love smiles daggers and symbolism.


3

Inside the symposium of your sweetest look’s
Sunflower awning by the nurse-faced chrysanthemums childhood
Again represents a summer spent sticking knives into porcelain raspberries, when China’s
Still a country! Oh, King Edward abdicated years later, that’s
Exactly when. If you were seventy thousand years old, and I were a pill,
I know I could cure your headache, like playing baseball in drinking-water, as baskets
Of towels sweetly touch the bathroom floor! O benches of nothing
Appear and reappear—electricity! I’d love to be how
You are, as if
The world were new, and the selves were blue
Which we don
Until it’s dawn,
Until evening puts on
The gray hooded selves and the light brown selves of …
Water! your tear-colored nail polish
Kisses me! and the lumberyard seems new
As a calm
On the sea, where, like pigeons,
I feel so mutated, sad, so breezed, so revivified, and still so unabdicated—
Not like an edge of land coming over the sea!

- In Love with You by Kenneth Koch

f0xyshy:

If Linkin Park plays in the forest and no one is around to hear it, in the end, does it even matter?

Mrs. Meigs at the Piano Organ [1883] by William Merritt Chase

Mrs. Meigs at the Piano Organ [1883] by William Merritt Chase

Christian Lacroix, 1987

Christian Lacroix, 1987

NGC 2403

NGC 2403