Did you make me up?
Invent me from loneliness?
Am I real to you?

mariakpeeples:

Grief is a loud plane crash on a deserted island

Grief is a still and quiet river

Grief is the freeway at 5 o’clock on a Monday-

nothing seems to be moving

I slept for two weeks straight once

most nights, I sleep not at all now

but I dream like, like please

do not leave me here

alone

again

mariakpeeples:

In november

they called my eyes as black

as burnt pavement

the kind that burn shit down before

even knowing what time

of night it is

when you write about today

tomorrow

some will envy all of the places

that you have lived

others will wonder how

you left them so easy

you will carry…

heavyfists:

blairwitchwaldorf:

this might be my favorite vine

can’t stop the lolz

benedicts-ass-butt:

cuntgradulation:

dirkuu:

dragonsroar:

sly-nig:

zigazig-ah:

The Teletubbies unmasked 

EVERYTHING I HAD EVER EXPECTED OR HOPED FOR

I TOTALLY DISREGARDED THE FACT THAT THERE WERE PEOPLE IN THOSE COSTUMES

im not even fucking kidding i just

there were PEOPLE in there

oh my god

my entire life has been a lie

no i refuse

I WANT MY CHILDHOOD BACK

fuckyeahtattoos:

Dogstar Tattoo Durham, North Carolina
Done by TJ Lout

fuckyeahtattoos:

Dogstar Tattoo Durham, North Carolina

Done by TJ Lout

punkpigpen:

"Heart Transplant" -John John Jesse

punkpigpen:

"Heart Transplant" -John John Jesse

commovente:

note #1:

keep a box of mementos, souvenirs of your current world. in a couple of years you’ll look through it with the detached sentimentality of a stranger who has vaguely known your stories. you’ll read over the letters and skim through journals. you’ll mark the nights that have changed you….

martinekenblog:

Back in May a couple of friends in Japan started a new project called rrrrrrrroll, using photography to explore beautifully minimalist animations based on objects and people turning on a single axis. (via)