ʀᴇᴀʟ ƒᴀᴋᴇ.

i said to the sun, "tell me about the big bang." the sun said, "it hurts to become.” ( semi-selective | #ignxminy )

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is anything wrong? i miss you.

                                 nothing’s wrong. i miss you too.

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is anything wrong? i miss you.

                                 nothing’s wrong. i miss you too.

[jedavu]

Pampeliška © Nadia Wicker

Model : Alexia Giordano

Stylism : Brigade Mondaine

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[mickkovich]

I don’t know why people are so down on the Best Western. They have the best sweet potato fries I’ve ever had.

Carey Mulligan

[givemethenames]

[se17enteen]

untitled by SamAlive on Flickr.

[slobbering]

[quotes-shape-us]

She knew that was not an honest prayer, and she did not linger over it. The right prayer would have been, Lord…I am miserable and bitter at heart, and old fears are rising up in me so that everything I do makes everything worse.

Marilynne Robinson, Home (via quotes-shape-us)

[msbalkan]

“You,” he said, “are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.”

Unknown (via msbalkan)

[millymcaulay]

Murder is pollution. The murderer defiles everyone he comes into contact with. And the only way to purify blood is through blood. We let the pig bleed on us. Then we went inside and washed it off. After that, we were okay. (x) (x)

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the divine is full of monsters; incandescent giants who lick their gold teeth, whose mouths are full of crumbling cities, who breathe death and fire and revelation and madness while diamonds crack like splinters of bone between their gums their whims are carved in stone, sand, pillars of salt their feathers sticky with luminescent blood, their fingers thunderous with creation, lightning in their eyes that crackles and hisses from every direction of the sky the divine is not static and humane; the divine does not play nice. they will eat everything you are. they will leave you reformed in a roar of light, peel away layers of you like birth and with a saint’s conviction you will know that nothing feels more like luxury, better to be blinded by brilliance than close your eyes to awe- for your lips are always being kissed. your mouth is champagne roses. you will eat lotuses. your lungs are perfumed and your bones will blossom into stars. your blood is wine and you are clothed in light; your skin threshed wheatlike until the gold of you shines.

natasza stark, “anchorite” (via anexpansionlikegold)

[kendaspntwd]

[erbarmedich]

M E  A N D  T H E  D E V I L - you sleep with your limbs dangling off your bed to let the monsters know you’re willing

i. everybody wants to rule the world- lorde // ii. hoodoo - muse // iii. what the water gave me- florence + the machine // iv. she never sleeps - hans zimmer // v. mad house - rhianna // vi. wolf & i- oh land // vii. me and the devil- soap&skin // ix. biting down- lorde // x. down boy- yeah yeah yeahs // xi. winter soldier- henry jackman // xii. kings- chelsea wolfe // xiii. showbiz- muse // xiv. flickers- son lux // xv. smokey taboo- cocorosie // xvi. leave my body - florence + the machine // xvii. the wolf- fever ray // xviii. freak out- my brightest diamond // xix. sacrilege - the yeah yeah yeahs // xx. my enemy (paranoia)- hans zimmer // xxi. sugarbread- soap&skin // xxii. grot - st. vincent // xxiii. gravedigress - coocorosie // xxiv. secret- the pierces // xxv. bones (bokken remix)- ms mr // 

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[lavandula]

[m-lkbox]

She was a compulsive pessimist, always looking for the soft brown spot in the fruit, pressing so hard she created it.

Amy Waldman, The Submission  (via petrichour)

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Matthew Quick, The Silver Linings Playbook