Once you label me you negate me. -
Soren Kierkegaard
Install Theme
chelseadirck:

rifles:

Louise Bourgeois — She Lost It, (‘92)

One of my all time favorite pieces of art. 

chelseadirck:

rifles:

Louise Bourgeois — She Lost It, (‘92)

One of my all time favorite pieces of art. 

(via thymoss)

amomiu:


— the angels revealed themselves to her; said they were ten feet tall, radiant, and one of them was black; said they helped her with various household chores. One of them changed a light bulb for her, the porch light.

After working on this piece on and off for almost a year, I think it’s finally more or less done. It’s so difficult to decide when something is “finished”.
I’m intrigued by the idea of Night Vale angels looking like something one wouldn’t traditionally call an angel. Heads like those of ancient Egyptian gods and bodies like distorted modern sculptures. Tall, ominous and creepy, but happy to help an old lady with simple household chores.

amomiu:

— the angels revealed themselves to her; said they were ten feet tall, radiant, and one of them was black; said they helped her with various household chores. One of them changed a light bulb for her, the porch light.

After working on this piece on and off for almost a year, I think it’s finally more or less done. It’s so difficult to decide when something is “finished”.

I’m intrigued by the idea of Night Vale angels looking like something one wouldn’t traditionally call an angel. Heads like those of ancient Egyptian gods and bodies like distorted modern sculptures. Tall, ominous and creepy, but happy to help an old lady with simple household chores.

(via caligulette)

If you think what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger you haven’t been hit hard enough yet.
What doesn’t kill you makes you forget your name.
What doesn’t kill you gives you post traumatic stress disorder.
What doesn’t kill you just makes you hate your life.
What doesn’t kill you makes you wish you were dead.
What doesn’t kill you makes you jump at the slightest noise.
What doesn’t kill you makes you an alcoholic and an impossible person to live with.
What doesn’t kill you makes you hide in a corner and draw the shapes so no one can see it.
What doesn’t kill you nevertheless kills the other people in the car.
What doesn’t kill you..
Eventually you figure out the way to put it in a box, to close that box up tight, with a little padlock, and stick it on a shelf, in the room, in the house that you don’t go very often.
You always know it’s there, it never leaves the back of your mind. But it doesn’t have to rule you.
And one day, one day far away from now you might even pull yourself up short and realize, like a shot, that you haven’t even thought about it for days.
What doesn’t kill you will always be waiting there in that box. Like a steel rod in your leg. Like a scar over your eye.
It doesn’t make you stronger, that’s the stupid lie. But try as it might.

Anders Nilsen, Don’t Go Where I Can’t Follow  (via floriental)

(via lifeinpoetry)

Time is tricky. You have whole months, even years, when nothing changes a speck, when you don’t go anywhere or do anything or think one new thought. And then you can get hit with a day, or an hour, or a half a second when so much happens it’s almost like you got born all over again into some brand-new person you for damn sure never expected to meet.

— E.R. Frank, Life Is Funny

(Source: wordsnquotes.com, via wordsnquotes)

I hope there are days when you fall in love with being alive.

— Anonymous   (via fragilis)

(Source: fallingthoughtsandfallingstars, via fragilis)

virginiawoolfunderwater:

Inspiration for a queer Bonnie & Clyde-esque bayou romance set in the 1950s.

The long hours, pale street lamps, heavy drinking and breaking your girl out of prison.

♪♫

(via villainessy)

turn-uup-the-music asked: I've been trying for years to get my parents to give me a dog but they always say no. Do you have any ideas how I can convince them to give me a dog??

thecutestofthecute:

Show them these pictures.

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animatedamerican:

awwww-cute:

A box of baby bengals

"What? No, I’m sorry, I ordered half a dozen mini bagels —”"Shut up, we’re keeping them."

animatedamerican:

awwww-cute:

A box of baby bengals

"What? No, I’m sorry, I ordered half a dozen mini bagels —”
"Shut up, we’re keeping them."

(via wolvensnothere)

What if women had minstrel cycles instead of menstrual cycles? You’d just have a guy with a lute follow you around for a week every month and play you songs constantly?

My boyfriend (via thecarrionlibrarian)

#no but can you imagine if that was how you learned once a month you weren’t pregnant#by some dude singing songs about the victory of it#you wake up and he’s there and you are so happy#this dude becomes your favorite dude#but then you realize you haven’t seen your friend’s minstrel in a while#I mean everyone notices#like half the people are on the same cycle so for one week out of four your job is just flooded with fucking minstrels everywhere#the cacophony#but Mary over there is all alone#and she’s like my minstrel is late#but we all fucking know#her minstrel has gone off to find her a baby#a nine month journey he must make alone#and until he comes back there is no music in her life#what a glorious world this would be#I love the minstrels (@onionjuggler)

(via thymoss)

lmnpnch:

Captain America: The Winter Solider credits’ cast

(via lesbianloversofmiami)

viinasu:

Harley Quinn gives me so much life

viinasu:

Harley Quinn gives me so much life

(via thoughtfully-thoughtless)