moonlit-bedrooms:

I didn’t know how much I needed this I my life

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chandra75:

George Takei,

You rule. 

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gayleaf:

you’re not allowed to wear a cotton t-shirt unless you’re a true fan! do you go to the fields and look at it? do you appreciate the agricultural implications of a gigantic cotton industry? do you understand the harvesting process? name 5 cotton harvesting machines. didn’t think so

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wehadfacesthen:

Three Dancers, Mills College, 1929, a photo by Imogen Cunningham.
via flashofgod

wehadfacesthen:

Three Dancers, Mills College, 1929, a photo by Imogen Cunningham.

via flashofgod

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seabois:

Veiled figures,Raffaelo Monti (1818–1881)

seabois:

Veiled figures,Raffaelo Monti (1818–1881)

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to-the-tardis-sterek:

i am physically incapable of not reblogging this

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occupt:

Modische Atlas der Anatomie

occupt:

Modische Atlas der Anatomie

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Your Nose Itches

Don’t itch it.

it’s probably fine.

You might have a booger hanging out, but you’re fine.


chocolate and vanilla swirrrrllllll swirllllllllll

chocolate and vanilla swirrrrllllll swirllllllllll

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On the real.

"I’m not okay, I promise."

How the hell do people make it through this.

How the hell do you let go, and move on.

How do you put action where your words have been?

How do you put back together your relationships with your friends when you’ve been self absorbed?

How do you apologize and it be meaningful anymore?

I’ve dug myself into a hole and I feel the need to literally run until I pass out.

I have so much pent up energy that if I get tipped any further I’ll explode in the wrong way.

I can’t focus. I feel nauseated. I want to destroy my body. I want to rip my guts out and lay them on the floor and say look at this shit, look at all the parts of me I covered in greed, and the need to bring others down, even though I wanted the exact opposite.

How can I face the people I care about and say “because I love you, and hate myself, here’s what I’ve done, I fucked up, and I don’t deserve you.”