humansofnewyork:

"I try to stay away from other people. I don’t like to have to be keeping up pretenses all the time— it’s exhausting. Being a loner forces me to be two-faced sometimes, though. I’m always having to make up little stories to get out of social situations. But I’d much rather be alone, watching films. I enjoy watching actors. They’re always pretending, just like me."

humansofnewyork:

"I try to stay away from other people. I don’t like to have to be keeping up pretenses all the time— it’s exhausting. Being a loner forces me to be two-faced sometimes, though. I’m always having to make up little stories to get out of social situations. But I’d much rather be alone, watching films. I enjoy watching actors. They’re always pretending, just like me."

(Source: milkyytea, via celestialmagick)

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devidsketchbook:

MYSTERIOUS TINY ROOMS BY MARC GIAI-MINIET

French artist Marc Giai-Miniet (Born in 1946 in Trappes) makes some of the most incredibly detailed (and disturbing!) dollhouses that we’ve ever seen. Marc started creating these disturbing shadowbox dioramas rather late in his career, recurring themes include libraries, furnaces, laboratories, submarines and intestine-like tubing in lonely, decaying spaces.

(via hardrocksandsofterbodies)

bacon-radio:

hisprincessblueeyes:

missfaery:

iampunkassbetch:

"You can tell a lot about a person from the type of music they listen to.
Hit shuffle on your iPod, phone, iTunes or however you listen to your music and then write down the first 10 songs that come up.
Tag 10 people you want to do it too!”

thedaddyshow iamlucyspet mspixiebelz snarkay shadilayne romeoisbleeding missfaery chaotic1031 honeydewhearts vanpocalypse

1. am i wrong- nico & vinz. 2. dirt road anthem- brantley gilbert. 3. hold on- good charlotte. 4. pretty little lonely- jeff allen. 5. i woke up in a car- something corporate. 6. stay the night- zedd & hayley williams. 7. blood brothers- luke bryan. 8. true love- pink & lily allen. 9. lay me down- the wreckers. 10. follow your arrow- kacey musgraves.
socossweets krisinspace daddyspdxprincess hisprincessblueeyes kat-de-sith
1. Pink - So What, 2. The Cult -Rain, 3. Sick Puppies - Maybe, 4. Daughters - Outta My Head, 5. Jason Aldean - The Only Way I Know, 6. Saving Abel - Addicted, 7. Bush - Machinehead, 8. Journey - Faithfully, 9. Garth Brooks - To Make You Feel My Love, 10. Linking Park - Numb.
daddyspdxprincess beautys-divine-awakening vosegus bacon-radio uncannyx-citement
Fruhling in Paris—Rammstein, Working Man—Rush, Spectrum of Eternity—Soilwork, Sober—P!nk, Waidmanns heil—Rammstein, Wake Me Up—Avicii, Body Electric—Lana Del Ray, Nutshell—Alice in Chains, Supermegadubstep—Ra, Water’s Edge—Seven Mary Three Thank you for the tag,
hisprincessblueeyes
!! I’m tagging:
if-i-could-see-thru-ur-eyes
,
lovely-daydreamer73
,
beautiful-disaster-777
,
msexplorer
,
neitherornor
,
elationandecstasy
,
backwoodsgrl2
,
givemesumsugar
and everyone else on my follower list. Go!

Thanks for tagging me bacon-radio (sorry I was away, but I’m back now). Here are my ten random songs:

  1. Foghat - I Just Want to Make Love to You
  2. Mastodon - High Road
  3. Iron Maiden - Aces High
  4. Velvet Revolver - Gravedancer
  5. Duran Duran - Rio
  6. Pixies - Velouria
  7. Elton John - Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters
  8. Saxon - Denim and Leather
  9. Melissa Auf Der Maur - Real A Lie
  10. Cinderella - Hot and Bothered

I tag all of you, consider yourself tagged :)

endlesslibraries:

Reading room, John Rylands Library (by x)

endlesslibraries:

Reading room, John Rylands Library (by x)

(via bookporn)

dichotomized:

Virginia Woolf’s suicide note, written to her husband, Leonard.

At 11.30am, the weather in Sussex, England, is brisk, the sun shining. The large stones are smooth in her hands. Solid and heavy in her pocket. The bulge from her coat. Though she found herself in this exact position days ago, standing by the river, ready to end her life, she failed. She returned home drenched, shivering from the cold. But today she knows what to do. Today she has the rocks. Leaving her walking stick by the bank, she proceeds slowly, purposefully into the River Ouse. The water is cold and numbing. She moves father and farther into the high tide until she is part of the river. Until the voices in her head are silenced. She no longer hears a chorus of birds singing in Greek or King Edward VII spewing obscenities. There will be no more migraines, insomnia, shaking of hands, loss of words, or feelings of inadequacy. The water enters her mouth and lungs and engulfs her airways. Until she is unable to breathe.

It took three weeks for her bloated body to be found.

She met her husband, Leonard Woolf, a writer, through the Bloomsbury group, which comprise important twentieth-century authors who lived in or near London. Instantly smitten, Leonard proposed to her three different times. They married in 1912. While her family grew unsympathetic of Virginias mental state, it was Leonard who took care of her for the twenty years of their relationship. Though he didn’t know she had a mental disorder when he married her, he not only accepted the role of caretaker, but excelled at it. Married to Virginia only a year when her third breakdown occurred, he became her memory, recording in journals her every emotion, feeling, and action.

Virginia’s relationship with her husband was more of a deep, intense friendship than the traditional sexual relationship sought by most couples. Sexually abused by a half-brother when she was five or six, and again by another brother as a teenager, she found solace in women and had several lesbian affairs, most notably with poet-novelist Vita Sackville-West. From the mid-1940 through New Year, the ramifications from the Second World War started to affect Southern England. Air raids and the mounting threat of the Nazi invasion worsened Virginia’s unstable state. She was concerned that Leonard, a Jew, would be taken away, that they would be separated. They decided that should a German attack happen, they would shut their garage door and commit suicide together with a lethal dose of morphine.

Leonard’s last responsibilities were to identify her body and have her cremated. He buried her cremated remains in their garden.

(Source: Spotify)

lunalovegouda:

When I’m trying to convince people to watch OITNB

(via nothiing-lasts-foreveerr)

slaughterhouse90210:

“This was the time in her life that she fell upon books as the only door out of her cell. They became half her world.”—Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient

slaughterhouse90210:

“This was the time in her life that she fell upon books as the only door out of her cell. They became half her world.”
—Michael Ondaatje, The English Patient

cretin-family:

The Ramones photograpged by George Dubose

cretin-family:

The Ramones photograpged by George Dubose

(Source: nickdrake, via rock-n-roll-is-religion)

Question of the Day

Today’s question asks about where you go for good ideas. 

Good ideas come from anywhere, but if I need a problem solved I take a shower. Inspiration for me comes from traveling to new cities, reading interesting books, hearing beautiful music and just being open to ideas, even if they’re bad. Maybe a good one is right behind it. 

Click here for last year’s answer. 

Right now I think a good idea is for me to go to bed. Where do you go for good ideas?

voldyfuckingmort:

fitz-crumps-cannibal:

alienvskramer:

A collection of euphoria.

I have seen hell.

i have stared into the abyss, and it stared back

(Source: mrplinkett, via thebohemianredneck)

(Source: nigel-bd, via lepetitpatelin)