Eyes
Eyes
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words-of-emotion:

Good Vibes HERE
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story of my life.
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rookiemag:

Sunday Comic: Ask Again Later

I still don’t know what I’m doing.
Comic by Kendra.
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antwerp-fashion:

Iuliia Gulina - “EROTIC INFERNO”
antwerp-fashion:

Iuliia Gulina - “EROTIC INFERNO”
antwerp-fashion:

Iuliia Gulina - “EROTIC INFERNO”
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homeallsummer:

The world forgetting, by the world forgot. (at Montauk Beach)
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amy-ambrosio:

Dolce & Gabbana FALL 2014 RTW.
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A Map of the Open Country of a Womans’ Heart, c. 1833–1842 Source: http://visualoop.com
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katelouisepowell:

chazstity:

project at college where i have to take a self portrait in the style of an artist (i got forced to do van gogh) (im not finished yet)

this is grand
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logarchitecture:

The Glasgow School of Art by Mackintosh 
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freyacharnley:

Unititled (I Belong To Glasgow)
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womb-dance:

ON LIVING IN A TIME OF DISASTERS
About suffering they were never wrong,The old masters: how well they understoodIts human position; how it takes placeWhile someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waitingFor the miraculous birth, there always must beChildren who did not specially want it to happen, skatingOn a pond at the edge of the wood:They never forgotThat even the dreadful martyrdom must run its courseAnyhow in a corner, some untidy spotWhere the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer’s horseScratches its innocent behind on a tree.
In Brueghel’s Icarus, for instance: how everything turns awayQuite leisurely from the disaster; the plowman mayHave heard the splash, the forsaken cry,But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shoneAs it had to on the white legs disappearing into the greenWater; and the expensive delicate ship that must have seenSomething amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
W.H. Auden
Museé des Beaux Arts (1938)
Painting by Pieter Brueghel: Landscape with the Fall of Icarus (c. 1558)
womb-dance:

ON LIVING IN A TIME OF DISASTERS
About suffering they were never wrong,The old masters: how well they understoodIts human position; how it takes placeWhile someone else is eating or opening a window or just walking dully along;How, when the aged are reverently, passionately waitingFor the miraculous birth, there always must beChildren who did not specially want it to happen, skatingOn a pond at the edge of the wood:They never forgotThat even the dreadful martyrdom must run its courseAnyhow in a corner, some untidy spotWhere the dogs go on with their doggy life and the torturer’s horseScratches its innocent behind on a tree.
In Brueghel’s Icarus, for instance: how everything turns awayQuite leisurely from the disaster; the plowman mayHave heard the splash, the forsaken cry,But for him it was not an important failure; the sun shoneAs it had to on the white legs disappearing into the greenWater; and the expensive delicate ship that must have seenSomething amazing, a boy falling out of the sky,Had somewhere to get to and sailed calmly on.
W.H. Auden
Museé des Beaux Arts (1938)
Painting by Pieter Brueghel: Landscape with the Fall of Icarus (c. 1558)
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patricktheblogger:

byron130:

18.05.2014I learned yesterday that when you see a bee on the ground that isn’t moving, it’s not necessarily dead, it’s probably just dead tired from carrying lots of pollen and needs re-energising. So if you mix a tiny bit of water with some sugar and let it drink it will give it the boost it needs to continue on its way. Bizarrely, this exact thing happened today! I found a knackered bee, mixed up some sugar water, gave it a drink and watched it guzzle and guzzle then suddenly come back to life. It was amazing! Thank you patrick, it was an excellent tip that i’ll never forget and will continue to pass on to others!

You’re welcome 💁✨
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lensblr-network:

My grandparents house has for a while now been emptied and put up for rent, but i always felt blessed to have been able to visit the room in which my mum grew up in and even sleep there myself when i stayed over. Pa would cook I&J fish fingers for dinner and the three of us would sit in front of the TV watching the classic movies channel. Dessert would always be ice cream sprinkled with hundreds of thousands.
by williambroadhurst.tumblr.com
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"I wear what the fuck I want to wear because nobody pays my bills and they can’t tell me shit."
Ferrari Sheppard (via stylelikeu)