woodendreams:

Upper Palatinate, Bavaria, Germany (by Kilian Schönberger)

woodendreams:

Upper Palatinate, Bavaria, Germany (by Kilian Schönberger)

"I have nowhere else. I have no one else. Is that not the saddest of all, creator? I am again cast on your barren shores … What dreams I had of my mate, of another being looking into these eyes, upon this face and recoiling not. But how can that happen? For the monster is not in my face, but in my soul. I once thought that if I was like other men I would be happy, and loved. The malignance has grown you see, from the outside in, and this shattered visage merely reflects the abomination that is my heart. Oh, my creator, why did you not make me of steel and stone? Why did you allow me to feel? I would rather be the corpse I was than the man I am. Go ahead, pull the trigger. It would be a blessing"

Penny Dreadful, Frankenstein’s creature (via nicoleelleestbonne)

definitelydope:

(by SamAlive)

(via -vvaste)

luna-nueva:

Tree Shadows by artchang on Flickr.

luna-nueva:

Tree Shadows by artchang on Flickr.

(Source: wolverxne, via heartesque)

asylum-art:


Illustrations by Brittany Schall

on Behance

Brittany Schall deals in her work ‘Hair Studies’ with identity, form, and experimenting with new mediums. In her portraits she forgoes the presentation of the models faces almost entirely, only concentraiting on the models hair. The visually reduced portraits ask the audience to discuss the essence of the person portrayed, despite the missing key elements, as a face for example. Metaphorically, her works talks about contradictory roles that we have within ourselves, particularly with women. Femininity is both strong and soft. Sensuality can empower or subjugate, and ‘vulnerability can be courageous or cowardly’. She creates images that are constantly having an internal dialogue about conflicting thoughts and ideas. Schall about her own work: ‘My pieces also express the dynamics of relationships, specifically submitting yourself with another while still trying to maintain your own sense of self’.

Via: ineedaguide

(via lost-moonlight)

zedrin-maybe:

mooncastle721:

I almost spit grape juice!

I have saved this gif in my folder as ‘weight for it’

zedrin-maybe:

mooncastle721:

I almost spit grape juice!

I have saved this gif in my folder as ‘weight for it’

(Source: 4GIFs.com, via fuckyeahloldemort)

steampanic:

idaresayihavetoomany:

its-always-funnier-in-enochian:

timelord-castiel:

rosskemp:

do i have cramps or has my appendix exploded

does my boob hurt or am i having a heart attack

am i on my period or do i have internal bleeding

these are our struggles

Thinking of dirty thoughts and getting an erection in awkward situations

The struggles of a man

boo hoo

thinking of my naked grandma isnt going to suck the blood back into my vagina

you need an award right now

image

(Source: kul5ara, via fuckyeahloldemort)

englishsnow:

 Kåre Gade

(via heartesque)

Mount Rainier National Park, Kevin Russ

(Source: nectarinejam, via asteriodscollide)

ourwildways:

September 21, 2014 at 08:36AM by @coffeentrees on Flickr.

ourwildways:

September 21, 2014 at 08:36AM by @coffeentrees on Flickr.

amischiefofmice:

whoslosing:

this is hilarious

now thats a good uncle

amischiefofmice:

whoslosing:

this is hilarious

now thats a good uncle

(Source: my-funny-pics, via fatpeoplemakemehappy)

"She puts her hands on either side of my face, and the room falls away. I have never gotten so lost in a kiss before.
And then, the space between us explodes. My heart keeps missing beats and my hands cannot bring her close enough to me. I taste her and realize I have been starving.
I have loved before, but it didn’t feel like this.
I have kissed before, but it didn’t burn me alive.
Maybe it lasts a minute, and maybe it’s an hour. All I know is that kiss, and how soft her skin is when it brushes against mine, and that even if I did not know it until now, I have been waiting for this person forever."

Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home (via teenager90s)

(via feellng)

(Source: kristinahaan, via lost-moonlight)

"My father used to say, “Don’t raise your voice. Improve your argument."

Archbishop Desmond Tutu (via te-hya)

(Source: locsofpoetry, via lost-moonlight)