MOUTH LIKE A CUT

        If you treat a girl like a dog, she is going to piss on you

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gardening at 11:20 at night — my tomatoes are finally coming in, my basil plants are giant, and my pumpkin plant is enormous! pretty much a full-blown farmer at this point. now, just gotta slaughter some cattle up in here. 

“You’re not even a man. You’re like an early draft of a man, where they just sketched out a giant, mangled skeleton, but they didn’t have time to add details, like pigment or self-respect. You’re Frankenstein’s monster, if his monster was made entirely of dead dicks.”
—   

Zach Woods as Ed Webster, Veep episode 2x06 (via tellthebees)

WAIT THIS DESCRIBES EVERY MAN I’VE EVER DATED

FOR REALS GUYS

nevver: Gimme shelter

nevver:

Gimme shelter

shut the fuck up and watch this

“Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.”
—   The Winter of the Air   (via ceedling)

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this means everything to me

buttodenkirk:

have u ever accidentally befriended someone who is very very irritating

literally every day of my life

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Piet Mondrian, Amaryllis, watercolor, 1910


Piet Mondrian, Amaryllis, watercolor, 1910

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Sedlec Ossuary, the Church of Bones, Czech Republic

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withering-withering:

“People hate her, they really do. Did you know that to Yoko someone is a verb in America? It is something that boys say if they’re hanging out with you too much and they’re going to school or they have a band. It’s almost a myth that’s used to suppress women. Y’know, ‘You’re gonna Yoko me. You’re gonna destroy me.’ And this woman put up with racial inequality from Fleet Street, she put up with being accused of breaking up the best band in the world, she put up with people’s idea that she castrated this man and then, worst of all, she had her best friend, her husband, the person she lived for, die in her arms in front of a fortress that she’d hidden herself in for 20 years. And I just feel that the world media should apologize to her because she handled it with so much dignity.” Courtney Love about Yoko Ono, 1993 

I remember reading that 20 Years In The Dakota was written about Yoko

lyrics:

She spent twenty years like a virus 
They want to burn the witch who’s inside us 
Well yeah, you don’t fuck with the fabulous four 
Or you spend the rest of your life 
Picking things up off the floor 
She’s still alive but I am sure 
That all the stars belong to her 
On California king-sized beds 
She’s wrapped in rags inside my head 
This is the story, this is the story of someone who’s wild 
Big black rules, pearl, life 

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yrthebossapplesauce:

kill me

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Photos by Annabel Mehran, styling by Annette Lamothe-Ramos.

Selling the suicides of these long suffering, immensely talented women to sell fashion accessories (ex: a pair of hosiery tied in a noose around a woman’s neck, with a link below to the site that sells the stockings) is abhorrent. I repeat, abhorrent.