[kriptodepresija]

Photography by Anton Corbijn for the Echo and the Bunnymen’s album The Game

[smorzando]

[wonders-of-the-cosmos]

This is a composite of meteor images captured during the Perseid maximum in the morning of the 12th of August 2016. Image credit: Michael Nolle

[thefeargeneration]

[sunbathe]

[deprincessed]

Editorial detail of a Rick Owens dress featuring in ‘Dress Art’ by Richard Burbridge for AnOther S/S 2007

[thegoodvybe]

the real glo up is when you accept everyone for who they are and you accept yourself for who you are and focus your energy on enjoying life and making the best of every moment instead of looking around at everyone else’s life with envy and self loathing

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

“Solitude, an intoxicating sense of freedom,”

— Colette, tr. by Matthew Ward, from Stories; “My Friend Valentine: Letter,”

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[ggggrrrraphics]

[wholesome-suggestion]

life works out. i cannot stress this enough. life always works out. it always turns out in your favor even if it doesn’t go according to the original plan. you may be utterly confused and lost right now, it may feel like everything is falling apart and there is nothing you can do to salvage any of it. but believe me when i say that this is just a transition period. things are constantly changing and evolving around you even if you can’t actively see that. life is changing you to prepare you for what is to come. you are growing and as you grow you are being built into the person that you are going to be. because see, life always has this funny way of working out. 

[130186]

Edun Fall 2015

[ruyandagorseninanma]

[finita--la--commedia]

“… and I set her between yearning and madness, between my veins and my blood’s desire.”

— Hamda Khamees, “About Love and Impossible”, translated from the Arabic by Lena Jayyusi and Naomi Shihab Nye in: “The Literature of modern Arabia: an anthology”, edited by Salma Khadra Jayyusi 

[insidedemoneye]

A psychological study of teenagers Artist unknown Early 70’s

[lifeinpoetry]

I want a home. I want a body. More of my own—I don’t want to be a surface possessed anymore. Let me be one breath needling inside. I know something of what we name

pain, but what part of it, me, precisely, is doing the dying?

— Aaron Coleman, from “On Disembodiment,” published in Poetry Society of America

[weltenwellen]

“I open my chest and birds flock out. In my mother’s garden, the roses flare toward the sun, but I am an arrow pointing back.”

— Cathy Linh Che, “Pomegranate,” featured by the Poetry Society of America