Everythings in order in a black hole

[pretonobranco77]

Stanley Kubrick & Malcolm McDowell on the set of “A Clockwork Orange”, 1971

[bbb-bbbb]

Don’t try to behave as though you were essentially sane and naturally good. We’re all demented sinners in the same cosmic boat - and the boat is perpetually sinking.

“The Island”, Aldous Huxley (via whyallcaps)

[thesadghostclub]

plot twist, I finished this.

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[savannahkills]

This is possibly the best Parks and Recreation blooper

[hamburgerboogie-deactivated2016]

oh my fucking god

[mrbenwyatt]

[tvpartyorchestra-deactivated201]

[a-night-in-wonderland]

Photos Of Parents And Kids At The Same Age

[lunaomsol]

This is insanely beautiful

[love-personal]

[hoppapollum]

[heathwest]

[shuggaloo-blog]

Tomás Saraceno Poetic Cosmos of the Breath, 2007

I need to live in this.

[8bitsaitama]

[gentlemanbones]

WE CAN’T PROVE THEY WEREN’T HUGE FATBIRDS

[coelasquid]

simply the best

[freckledhips-deactivated2014103]

I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.

(via kushandwizdom)

[quoted-books]

Ever been so happy for someone and so aware of how lonely their happiness makes you feel at the same time?

Carey Heywood, Him (via quoted-books)

[a-lionsheart-deactivated2014012]

I love being horribly straightforward. I love sending reckless text messages (because how reckless can a form of digitized communication be?) and telling people I love them and telling people they are absolutely magical humans and I cannot believe they really exist. I love saying, “Kiss me harder,” and “You’re a good person,” and, “You brighten my day.” I live my life as straight-forward as possible. Because one day, I might get hit by a bus. Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be—to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their hands. But there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate. And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care. We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans. We never know when the bus is coming.

Rachel C. Lewis, Tell The People You Love That You Love Them  (via alunit)

[chillynthedogs]

Visit Original Link

[lonelyheartsdeathmetal]

[watercolourstorm]

disappointing

[zachsilberberg]