Keni

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Monterey Bay Aquarium
Jules of Nature

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

Kaledo Art
d e v o n
trying on a metaphor

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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
cherry valley forever

titsay

shark vs the universe
taylor price

ellievsbear
Peter Solarz

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@nowavves666
This really happened ? 😐
yup and they got her on tape laughing about it this lady evil as fuck
What ? Lemme go find this
gotchu http://freebeacon.com/politics/the-hillary-tapes/
All in a dream
“You make me feel like a person. Like I’m me… and I’m beautiful. You make me feel like a person. Like I’m me… and I’m beautiful.”
Requiem for a Dream (2000) dir. Darren Aronofsky
Men are so fuckin weak dude I swear. Women are out there grindin like nothing’s wrong while bleeding out of their vaginas 7 days a month, cramps so bad we can barely function, pushing a human out of our hoohas, taking pills that fuck with our horomones just so you can hit it raw and you have the damn nerve to judge the size of our hips that have birthed the civilizations of the world like they were made to be admired by you? No. Next time you get flicked in the balls I don’t wanna hear u talk about how it’s so much harder being a man. Damn. Shout out to women. Don’t let men tell you shit.
Vintage Glitter Disco Platform Boots
(more information, more gold)
gordo was the truth
I was Gordo
Watercolour artwork by Tat Shashkina
I inject my veins with laughter and let the tobacco settle in my lungs until I suffocate. The music migrates emphatically through my headphones to disintegrate my nonsensical musings. Simultaneously exploiting and submerging myself in my heavenly fantasy world. The other day, my smirk swelled up as I muttered to myself that I’m not rotting in the ground yet and I tossed a shot down my throat. Later when I was rinsing off the glitter in my inebriated state, I peered down at my scars with an emptiness. I’ll never forget that night I stripped my walls because I ceased to believe in anything. I maniacally cackled as the red submerged my Lion King sheets. But now, when I ransack my drawer of shit, I unearth the knife, chortling at me. I thrive on ridiculosity and chuckles, but they compel a bearable existence. If I don’t laugh at my lunacy, what else is there?
I’ve got wild staring eyes. And I’ve got a strong urge to fly. But I got nowhere to fly to. Ooooh, Babe when I pick up the phone…
There’s still nobody home.
-Pink Floyd- Nobody Home
Urban Druid performing spirit sorcery in park, circa 1900.
gimme dat
As always, it’s almost 6am and all I can do is cry.