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…and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, ‘That was fine’. And your life is a long line of fine. Flynn, Gillian. Gone Girl.   (via fckn12yearold)

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phantomofthecity:

cicatrici-belle:

How to get away with not drawing the other eye

you just shattered the fourth wall of art

phantomofthecity:

cicatrici-belle:

How to get away with not drawing the other eye

you just shattered the fourth wall of art

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likeafieldmouse:

Comme des Garcons

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fer1972:

Drawings Cool Drawings by Mary Kru (Artist on tumblr)

Go check it!

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American Horror Story: Murder House

 A Summary

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leveiomeutempo:

perfectly imperfect by millionen on Flickr.

leveiomeutempo:

perfectly imperfect by millionen on Flickr.

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obeytheprophecy:

▲ obey the prophecy ▲ the door to wonderland

obeytheprophecy:

▲ obey the prophecy ▲
the door to wonderland

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refinedmind:

Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.

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There is no
lukewarm with you,
you’re either white hot
or ice cold.
But I’ve learned
something about you,
something about
when the ice is
flowing through your veins,
and I’m sure
you’ve noticed it too.
It’s that something
I do that
turns the ice to fire,
and leaves us both
smoldering in the ashes -
in the aftermath
of our bodies colliding.
All it takes,
is that one thing…
me showing
and telling you,
exactly how much
I desire every inch of you.
by~sw (via ms-woodsworld)
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oldtimefriend:

Zack Seckler

Beautiful colors and patterns from Botswana.

‘Being above the ground at such low elevations, and having the ability to precisely maneuver, was like gliding over an enormous painting and being able to create brushstrokes at will. As soon as I saw the landscape from above I knew there was potential to create a special body of work.’

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