kennawee:

peashooter85:

An unusual pocket knife with percussion pistol and knuckleduster.  Modeled after the Apache Knuckleduster.  Late 19th century.

this is beautiful 

 
 
wnderlst:

Total Lunar Eclipse (April 15, 2014) | Matthew Crowley

wnderlst:

Total Lunar Eclipse (April 15, 2014) | Matthew Crowley

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huffingtonpost:

Homeless shelter is transformed into 5-star restaurant, hot food and warm hearts all around.  See the full video here. 

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suicideblonde:

Girl, interrupted (1999) 

 

sexmusic:

bela lugosi’s dead // churches [bauhaus cover]

download: amazon | itunes

 
hashimotocontemporary:

New oil painting in progress by Jessica Hess, in preparation of her two person show alongside GATS - May 2014.

hashimotocontemporary:

New oil painting in progress by Jessica Hess, in preparation of her two person show alongside GATS - May 2014.

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euo:

"Why should I even make the bed, or wash the dishes? I do them, but why should I? I’m alone."
Requiem for a Dream (2000) dir. Darren Aronofsky

euo:

"Why should I even make the bed, or wash the dishes? I do them, but why should I? I’m alone."

Requiem for a Dream (2000) dir. Darren Aronofsky

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sexmusic:

love // daughter [baile remix]

FREE download: here

 
stillathomehere:

“How can angels fly when you’re still on the ground? ’Cause I’ve been searching my whole life for you to turn my life around… and now I don’t know what to do ‘cause I’ve been standing at your grave and I’ve been crying since the day that you took all my good away.”(This is MY photo, please DO NOT REMOVE MY CREDIT. Taylor Cava Photography)

stillathomehere:

How can angels fly when you’re still on the ground? ’Cause I’ve been searching my whole life for you to turn my life around… and now I don’t know what to do ‘cause I’ve been standing at your grave and I’ve been crying since the day that you took all my good away.”

(This is MY photo, please DO NOT REMOVE MY CREDIT. Taylor Cava Photography)

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I downloaded Batman: Arkham Origins on my phone and couldn’t help but think of you..

One of the last times I saw you, we went to your house and drank wine and played Injustice: Gods Among Us all night. You made fun of how I held my controller but I still beat you all those times. 

You made last year a lot easier to deal with. I miss you. I missed spending nights at your apartment, cooking with you, going to dinner and talking for hours. Every time we were together, we were ourselves but amplified. It was weird. 

I hate how things ended but even then I still wanted to be your friend. Everyone told me there’s no point. And I even had someone go as far as to say, “Fuck that, if there’s anything I hate the most, is a liar. Why would you stay friends. Don’t be weak.”

I keep trying to piece it together and how it would have gone differently. I wish it did. 

One of the few things I regret. I was always open and honest with you but I still wish I stayed even if you weren’t. You needed help and I hate how much everyone else was dismissive. Despite everything, you still did more for me out of genuine concern than for your own self-worth. Fuck, I hate this. 

#personal  
 

I want simple.

I care about you. You care about me. We’re both damaged goods. But we like to keep each other’s company. And it’s enough. Nothing more, nothing less. 

No games. No mindfucks. No bullshit. 

#personal  
 

I’m tired of being stuck at home.

#personal