1. likeafieldmouse:

Kristof Kintera - All My Bad Thoughts (2009)
  2. (Source: birlybir, via bitch--fantastic)

  3. half the time i
    don’t care for life,
    eyes turning dead
    mind crawls & cries.

    within violent silence
    sitting horrifically alive,
    a stomach just twisting
    moods become blistering.

    s.l // blistered lips // seared-lips.tumblr.com (via saltdrown)

    (Source: seared-lips, via saltdrown)

  4. windows98:

    my fetish is getting stabbed with a knife until im dead

    (via ntrxx)

  5. gorlt:

    and, if you can’t get toasted pearl Couscous handpicked and blessed by a Moroccan shaman on the first tuesday of the winter harvest for your Sautéed Escarole then store bought is fine

    image

    (via bitch--fantastic)

  6. Will you still love me, when I’m a mangled corpse and in a state of rigor mortis?

    I know that you will, I know that you will…

  7. So much has changed for me over the past several months. So much has changed in the past two weeks, and yet, nothing is different. There in lies the problem.

    I feel as if I’ve been thrust into a perpetual time loop. Hours, days, months, years will pass by, and yet everything just falls into place, like a carbon copy of my past.

    I’ve been cursed to fall into the same situations, with the same people, in the same places; the universe has just dressed it up differently. Sadly for me I never properly dealt with any of it the first time, so it seems I’m destined to make all the same mistakes until I learn my lesson. I find myself disgusted with myself more than anything, I want to share the burden of all of what’s been plaguing my mind, but at the same time, I don’t want to tell anyone. So I haven’t.

    I was thinking today how it’s kind of funny, how here at the end of this chapter, I’ve ended right back at the beginning. 

  8. negat0ry:

doc martens pascal boot (the classic eight-eye) now comes in a reproduction of the right panel of heironymus bosch’s garden of earthly delights 

    negat0ry:

    doc martens pascal boot (the classic eight-eye) now comes in a reproduction of the right panel of heironymus bosch’s garden of earthly delights 

    (Source: solestruck.com, via hornworms-deactivated20140723)

  9. At this stage in my life, I resolved that it was beneath me to let my anger manifest into words and actions, that are not only cruel, but that I may regret later.

    However, due to special circumstances, I can say I find much more satisfaction in the thought of everyone you’ve ever met, forgetting all aspects of your existence one day, thus forcing you to bear the weight of your own extreme insignificance on this planet, in complete isolation.

    You’re a dreadful human being, and I currently think of you as highly as I do the sponge sitting in my kitchen.

  10. draw me like one of your gangster spongebobs

    (Source: crustpunkfightsback, via illuminatali)

  11. 
Jean-Charles De Castelbajac Fall/Winter 1999

    Jean-Charles De Castelbajac Fall/Winter 1999

    (Source: archivings, via hamhamclubhouse)

  12. I’m half convinced my archaeology teacher sent us notes from her next screenplay in place of our assignment.
I smell a blockbuster.

    I’m half convinced my archaeology teacher sent us notes from her next screenplay in place of our assignment.

    I smell a blockbuster.