Things I Dig

“Don’t waste sunsets with people who will be gone by sunrise.”
— (via steve-and-the-purple-crayon)

(Source: lucyquin, via maybeillsleepwhenimdead)

bitchville:

New Paintings on Salvaged Books by http://www.mikestilkey.com/

“I don’t understand why sex is more shocking than violence.”
— Lea Seydoux talking about American films. (via ramengirl48)

(Source: tvshows-who-knows, via sorayachemaly)

liamdryden:

"That’s the worst Batman cosplay I’ve seen in my life!"
"BATman? Well that explains it"
"What?"
"Why he looks like he dressed in the dark!"
"D’OOHHHHOHOHOHOOO"

liamdryden:

"That’s the worst Batman cosplay I’ve seen in my life!"

"BATman? Well that explains it"

"What?"

"Why he looks like he dressed in the dark!"

"D’OOHHHHOHOHOHOOO"

(Source: theplacethatevolutionforgot, via thefrogman)

kateordie:

ericscissorhands:

"Creepy girls you’re just my style, blood red lipstick you don’t smile, falling victim to your fantasy - damn, i love that you’re so creepy.”(X)

Really mad none of you sent this to me directly

“My idea of rich is that you can buy every book you ever want without looking at the price and you’re never around assholes. That’s the two things to really fight for in life.”
— John Waters  (via detailsdetales)

(Source: marion--crane, via kateordie)

library-lessons:

Or reading them, either.

library-lessons:

Or reading them, either.

(via wilwheaton)

This song (specifically, the remix) is on heavy rotation right now in my playlist. Can’t get enough.

This song (specifically, the remix) is on heavy rotation right now in my playlist. Can’t get enough.

(Source: riders-on-the-st0rm, via maybeillsleepwhenimdead)

“But who prays for Satan? Who, in eighteen centuries, has had the common humanity to pray for the one sinner that needed it most?”
— Mark Twain (via merryprankster)

(Source: the-bitchextraordinaire, via kaleidoscopeforest)

A Thousand Letters

quickienewyork:

When I think about the night we spent together it all piles up in my head, and it’s nearly impossible for me to pull any single detail from the whole. If I could write about sex with her it would be one word, the letters of a thousand others bunched up on top, sitting in one place, ready to explode. If I could write about her, it would be a thousand voices all speaking at once.

I know that I asked her for a kiss, and I know that from that moment on all of our words were whispered in ears as we lost clothes, tugged and scratched skin, and discovered things about each other we didn’t know. I didn’t know how hard she liked to be pushed until she whispered it in my ear. I didn’t know she wanted me to fight back until I pinned her arms above her head and listened to her breath. I didn’t know she wanted me inside her until she opened her legs and closed her eyes.

There were times when I wanted to slow down until the sensation of our bodies was the only thing in the world. There were times when I wanted to stop and stare into her eyes without moving a muscle. But quiet wasn’t what she needed, and it wasn’t what my body wanted. It was my brain telling me to slow down. It was my thinking mind so used to worry and fear that it nearly shut me off without noticing.

But somehow I managed to avoid it, and I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t her lips. Or if I said it wasn’t her words. I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t her skin and her mouth urging me to forget everything. And somehow I did. Somehow I forget to struggle and I forgot to be afraid.

Somehow I forgot to think at all.

 

-gny

“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.”

Louise Erdrich (via carpethedamndiem)

Things I needed today, along with hugs and ice cream.

(via fascinantechosedenouveau)

Fucking beautiful.

(via kinkyminx)

fuckyeahtattoos:

Art by Nina Moraes, tattoo by Mauricio Aquino, Brazil.

fuckyeahtattoos:

Art by Nina Moraes, tattoo by Mauricio Aquino, Brazil.

fuckyeahtattoos:

Bastet Egyptian Goddess. By Mat Schultz. Electric Vision Tattoo, Adelaide South Australia.

fuckyeahtattoos:

Bastet Egyptian Goddess. By Mat Schultz. Electric Vision Tattoo, Adelaide South Australia.

beastlyart:

meeshay:

youneedacat:

shiisa:

Here, have some bat pictures from our center’s Facebook page~

OMG baby bats and baby bats and baby bats and baby bats!  Or maybe just tiny bats and tiny bats and tiny bats.  But adorable either way!

beastlyart

ADSKJSHDflkhd.

Oh my fucking god. Baby bats on a shirt!!

(via running-batty)