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Kill Bill by Manara
Tracklisting: http://www.self-titledmag.com/2013/09/25/needle-exchange-132-an-exclusive-mix-by-heathered-pearls/ soooo good
O virtuoso, Adriana Varejão, 2006
Inktober #19: Seat of Fungal Knowledge
Shane Neufield - Divergent (2014)
Once, I wrote a poem about you. I write it smaller and smaller every day. One of us is vanishing into the distance.
Daphne Gottlieb, from “dear john [undated] (postcards to my rapist),” Kissing Dead Girls (via lifeinpoetry)
Brendan Monroe x Mars-1 - Ascender (2012)
armor by jenniferhom
I’m always amazed at friends who say they try to read at night in bed but always end up falling asleep. I have the opposite problem. If a book is good I can’t go to sleep, and stay up way past my bedtime, hooked on the writing. Is anything better than waking up after a late-night read and diving right back into the plot before you even get out of bed to brush your teeth?
John Waters, Role Models (via theperksofbeingabookseller)
Years of love have been forgot, In the hatred of a minute.
Edgar Allan Poe (via paintdeath)
毎日がファンタスティックアート展 ブルーファンタジー
hold me like the news, where more and more of everything’s on fire, where the prayers fall through the fingers of language like ash
Colin Schmidt, from “Where Words Light the Stairs on Fire” (via zuiol)
A man moves through time. It means nothing except that, like a harpoon, once thrown he will arrive.
Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red (via invisiblestories)
akiko higashimura’s princess jellyfish || 東村アキコの『海月姫』
Atlantis - Bengt Jahnsson-Wennberg
Swedish , b. 1965 -
Oil on panel , 50 x 55 cm.
Ena Swansea (USA b. 1966) someone put antifreeze in the creek in Central Park (2022) oil 152.4 x 274.3 cm https://enaswansea.com