David Bowie in his ground floor apartment at Haddon Hall in Beckenham, Kent, England in 1970
Showing off his revolutionary invention: the kettle

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David Bowie in his ground floor apartment at Haddon Hall in Beckenham, Kent, England in 1970
Showing off his revolutionary invention: the kettle
Reblog if you're bisexual, or if you support bisexuals, or if you want Queen Elizabeth II to outlive Donald Trump
Pink Floyd - Time // The Dark Side of the Moon // 1973
David Bowie wouldn’t want you to be sad. David Bowie wouldn’t want you to cry. David Bowie would want you to get out of bed, throw a little glitter on, and move on to your next adventure.
The Wheelbarrow (Pantheon Formed by Twisted Wheelbarrows) 1951
Salvador Dali
good night everyone except all the toxic people throughout my life who made me doubt my self-worth and took advantage of my kindness and patience
The lovely thing about the unsayable is that it is unsaid. As soon as it is said, it is sayable and loses all its mystery and ambiguity. Art exists so that the unsayable can be said without having to actually say it. We cloud it in secrecy and obfuscation. The mind is free to roam and all things can be imagine, under the cover of darkness. How nice that is. The unsayable. How tired we are of having things explained to us. Having things said. How nice it is, when people just shut the fuck up.
Nick Cave (via joydiv)
A fawn in a bed of violets | mrsalice
From him to eternity: Anno Dittmer, the man behind the camera, pictures the ultimate underground gothic love story. Wolfgang Müller and Blixa Bargeld [ˈaɪnˌʃtʏɐʦəndə ˈnɔʏˌbaʊtən] kissing, West Berlin 1981.