WE THE ANIMALS

See also: We're all just breaking things loudly, begging to be seen. Humming words so violently they're practically all screams muffled by a ghost mouth and the words just won't come out, so we wait around and talk about the weather and write love songs for people we've never even met.
What a strange illusion it is to suppose that beauty is goodness. - Leo Tolstoy

She’s beautiful, she’s innocent, she’s everything that’s good in this miserable, stinking world.

So I just spent like half an hour watching brittana clips on YouTube.

commovente:

“not natashsa,” a photographic essay on eastern european sex trafficked slaves by dana popa

commovente:

“not natashsa,” a photographic essay on eastern european sex trafficked slaves by dana popa

boymoans:

Tracey Emin

the-coffee-blog:

THIS IS A MASTERPIECE

EMMA

A little Tumblr history from Marco

fishingboatproceeds:

david:

:’)

My life is much better now that I am following David Karp on the thing that he made. (And also my life is so much better because he made it.)

D’you think yahoo realises the number of jokes we have about how bad it is?

(Source: soupsoup)

tastefullyoffensive:

[via]

"Some men who want to compliment random women on the street are genuinely good guys who just don’t understand why their comments might be unwelcome. Some men who want to compliment random women on the street are creepy predators. Most are somewhere in between, and guess what? I don’t know you, I don’t know your life, and I have no idea if you’re going to leave it at “Hey, you look good in that dress!” or follow it up with “But you’d look better without it! Har har! C’mon, where’re you going? I know you heard me! Fucking cunt, nobody wants your fat ass anyway, bitch.”

When you compliment a random woman who doesn’t know you, no matter how nice you are about it, there’s a good chance she’s going to freak out internally because for all she knows, you could be that latter type. And I get that it’s really unfair that women would just assume that about you. I get that it sucks that sometimes, expressing totally reasonable opinions like “hey you’re hot” will make women terrified of you or furious at you. That’s not fair.

But if you’re going to lay the blame for that somewhere, for fuck’s sake, don’t blame the woman. Blame all the guys who have called her a bitch and a cunt for ignoring their advances. Blame all the guys who may have harassed, abused, or assaulted her in the past. Blame all the people who may never do such a thing themselves, but who were quick to blame her and tell her to just get over it. Blame the fact that if she stops and talks to you and then something bad happens, people will blame her for stopping and talking to you."

— Why You Shouldn’t Tell That Random Girl On The Street That She’s Hot » Brute Reason (via albinwonderland)

"I can’t think of anything but nights with you. I want them warm and silvery, when we can be together all our lives."

— Zelda to Scott, 1919 (via an-artful-life)

I need to get these letters next.

(Source: fitzgeraldquotes)

aseaofquotes:

Paul Bowles, The Sheltering Sky

ex-umbra-in-solem:

reckless-lovee:

RELEVANT

OH MY GOD

(Source: jakkyypoo)

snarg:

truth or dare more like preform a strange sexual act or tell me who you like

(Source: sgtwilliamjames)

seekingsender:

the-nicest-asshole:

UK grading system
75-100 A+
70-74 A
64-69 A-
60-63 B+
55-59 B
50-54 B-
46-49 C+
43-45 C
38-42 C-
35-37 D
0-34

Time to move to the UK

Seriously. Wow. I would have been freaking awesome at study if we worked this way!

You know when you see a photograph of someone you know but it’s from years before you met them, and it’s like they’re not quite…finished.

(Source: andicanalwaysseeyou)