Another One Comes Down
jihyoo:

untitled by Annija Muižule on Flickr.

pickledelephant:

David Lynch (Universal Studios, 1981)


René Magritte - The Lovers (1928) X Crystal Castles - Not in Love (2010)

René Magritte - The Lovers (1928) X Crystal Castles - Not in Love (2010)

fuckyeahvintage-retro:

Los Angeles, 1975 © LAPL

fuckyeahvintage-retro:

Los Angeles, 1975 © LAPL

eatsleepdraw:

Inky Bather, Eleanor Barker, @Smeleanoreleanor

eatsleepdraw:

Inky Bather, Eleanor Barker, @Smeleanoreleanor

mvgl:

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air 2x09 - “Cased Up” (November 11, 1991)

I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.
Franz Kafka (via rasputinmaxim)
This is my I-got-drunk-and-passed-out-and-now-I’m-eating-this-banana-at-4a.m. face.

This is my I-got-drunk-and-passed-out-and-now-I’m-eating-this-banana-at-4a.m. face.

After I dropped my dad off at the airport, I began to cry. I knew it would happen. Rumblings and inklings of it began surface days ago. I wept the whole way home. I’m fighting it now. I haven’t cried like this since I was a kid. I’m not really sure why it’s happening now. Maybe all the pressure has reaches some kind of peak. Maybe it’s the realization that in an hour I’ll be 1,100 miles from anyone I know. And I know it’s the doubt. I just keep thinking I’m about to fail gloriously, and it would be better to bail now and save myself the money and embarrassment. I just don’t want to disappoint anyone. Yeah, that’s it. Everyone thinks so much of me, and they keep telling me how great I’m going to do. The thought of disappointing even one of those people makes me saddest of all. But I’m already panicking and I haven’t even begun.