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we were born sick,
"I sliced through countless men trying to build a monument to the monster I was after your body blazed before me." (Fran/16/FL)

laughterkey:

stopitsgingertime:

ROB CANTOR HAS ABSOLUTELY EXCEEDED AND SURPASSED ANY AND ALL EXPECTATIONS WITH HIS NEW VIDEO AND I HAVE NEVER BEEN HAPPIER, HOLY SHIT

Actual Cannibal goes next level

talesofnorth:

In fact, we’re not gonna refer to it as a baby. We’re.. we’re gonna call it something else. We’re gonna to call it… emm… a milkshake. And I can’t wait to give that milkshake to its rightful owners.

feelingfairyish:

It’s been a great few years, Percy. Thanks for the memories:)

feelingfairyish:

It’s been a great few years, Percy. Thanks for the memories:)

Genie let out of the bottle
It is now the witching hour
Murderers, you’re murderers
We are not the same as you
They warned me like this: by setting the colosseum on fire.
The Gods are furious that I have loved you more than I have loved them.
Here, let me explain, there’s a cherry tree growing inside of my stomach and instead of bending towards heaven, the branches are leaning to wherever you are closest.
This probably means that you’re light.
This probably means that you’re devastating.
This probably means that I will be on fire if I touch you.
That’s okay, light me up. I’ll hand you the gasoline. I’ll hand you the spark. It’s already there.
And I don’t mean because I’m crazy and it hurts, I just mean that I’m already burning up for you.
Somehow it’s a miracle, somehow the healers are shaking their heads and wondering how anyone can be ash from the inside out and still be alive.
Tell them I’m a tree, tell them I’m a phoenix, tell them anything but ‘there’s this woman and I’m new because of her.’ Honestly, I did, I told them about you and they don’t believe me but this is why the Gods are angry.
Because I have started calling you miracle.
Because I’ve left my heart out on the street for you. Because the crows are pecking at it and saying ‘for her’ as they go. That’s okay, I don’t mind. I’ve loved you like this. It’s the only way I’ve known how. Let them be furious, we’ll tell them it was on purpose, we’ll say it was deliberate. I’ll say: ‘Yes, I knew exactly what I was doing.’ I’ll say: ‘Yes, I burned everything down for her.’
Azra.T “Love Letter from Forever Ago” (via tromos)

bobbycaputo:

Kids in Love

Twenty year old Olivia Bee is a self-taught photographer and director based in Brooklyn, New York. She’s shot assignments for The New York Times and VICE as well as campaigns for Hermès, in which she cast herself as one of the models. She was fifteen years old when she shot her first advertising campaign—for Converse. Her work features her friends, doing what teenagers and young adults do, but in a well-composed, beautiful way. 

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In the olden days, you weren’t allowed to build any higher than the church in a village, town, or city. Legally, the church was to be the highest building, and everything else had to be an inch below. You know what the religion of a city is by the tallest building. So, what’s the religion of New York City? It’s a dollar bill. Trade. That’s God. Money is God. And that’s a shame.


jack falahee | 1

jack falahee | 1