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Mujer llorando (1937)
*Pablo Picasso
Gato (2019)
*Meowza
Better hope no one needs that yarn!
I present to you… Short-haired Elsa in her epilogue dress ❄️ Got these photos from @constable-frozen
Ooh yes
rawest fucking hozier lyrics in no particular order:
i’d suffer hell if you’d tell me what you’d do to me tonight
heat of her breath in my mouth; im alive
i’d be the choiceless hope in grief that drove him underground
idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword
and when the earth is trembling on some new beginning with the same sweet shock of when adam first came
every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
the stench of the sea and the absence of green are the death of all things that are seen and unseen
if I was born as a blackthorn tree i’d wanna be felled by you, held by you, fuel the pyre of your enemies
some like to imagine the dark caress of someone else, I guess any thrill will do
before the wave hits, marveling at god; before he feels alone one final time and marries the sea
betray the moon as acolyte on first and fierce affirming sight
i have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me, I have never known hunger like these insects that feast on me
screaming the name of a foreigner’s god; the purest expression of grief
sweet and right and merciful, i’m all but washed in the tide of her breathing
but you don’t know the hell you put me through; to have someone kiss the skin that crawls from you
so i try to talk refined for fear that you find out how i’m imagining you
my head was war, my skin was soaked, I called your name ‘til the fever broke
be still, my indelible friend, you are unbreaking
remember me, love, when i’m reborn as a shrike to your sharp and glorious thorn
Put Helen Mirren in there and the universe will implode with over perfection
Just ask dear.
PUT JUDI DENCH THERE. FUCKING DO IT. I LOVE YOU LOLA
This starts to looks like “The Last Supper”
Here is Maggie. You’re welcome.
I can’t not reblog this. It would seem like sacrilege.
Someone had to do it eventually. Bless.
IM FRAMING THIS FOR TIMES OF TROUBLE
“Stop being tormented by everyone else’s reaction to you.”
— Joyce Meyer (via naturaekos)
Cooking with wool by Andrea Love
“Seen my dad, have you?”
And that’s why it’s my favorite
Destruction of Christopher Columbus statue on the square in his name
[Arica, Chile, Nov. 2019]