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I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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Kiana Khansmith

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$LAYYYTER
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Show & Tell
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@didyouthinkiwasimmortal
Young James Joyce
Nikolaus Gansterer: The Gray Matter Hypothesis
chalk drawing on black wall, 2013
“a diagram showing internal correlations and their external consequences marked out by key figures of thought balancing between reflecting and representing symbols of power affected by the structures of human experience and the various forms of interpretation.”
My Amp Goes To 11: Twitter | Instagram
A book is a version of the world. If you do not like it, ignore it or offer your own version in return.
Salman RushdieSalman Rushdie (via observando)
—Netflix would be by far the best dating site. “Here are 9 other singles in your area who have also watched Breaking Bad for 12 straight hours”
I have an overnight visit for accepted students at St. John's College this weekend! I'm a combination of terribly excited and wonderfully nervous.
New feet within my garden go — New fingers stir the sod — A Troubadour upon the Elm Betrays the solitude. New children play upon the green — New Weary sleep below — And still the pensive Spring returns — And still the punctual snow!
Emily Dickinson, #99 (1859)
Vincent van Gogh, Starry Night [detail] (1889)
I could look at those strokes forever.
DURING the whole of a dull, dark, and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens, I had been passing alone, on horseback, through a singularly dreary tract of country; and at length found myself, as the shades of the evening drew on, within view of the melancholy House of Usher.
The Fall of the House of Usher Edgar Allan Poe (via thestrangerinthewoods)
House of Leaves
“I was happier then. Or was that I? Or am I now I? Twentyeight I was. She twentythree. When we left Lombard street west something changed. Could never like it again after Rudy. Can’t bring back time. Like holding water in your hand."
James joyce, Ulysses
Another important message from @DanWilbur
Anish Kapoor
'Shooting Into the Corner', 2012.
I desire the things which will destroy me in the end.
Sylvia Plath (via observando)
'I exist.' In thousands of agonies — I exist. I'm tormented on the rack — but I exist! Though I sit alone in a pillar — I exist! I see the sun, and if I don't see the sun, I know it's there. And there's a whole life in that, in knowing that the sun is there.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov (via dollymyfolly)