safetynest:

Kirk Van Houten // Never Meant

safetynest:

Kirk Van Houten // Never Meant

(via vulcan-death-grips)

anatomicalart:

iridessence:

de-alegria:

Today’s Life Science lesson

BURNING CHURCHES

Happy april fools anatomical art follwoers

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Blue Öyster Cult

"(Don't Fear) The Reaper"

thelostatheneum:

Came the last night of sadness, and it was clear she couldn’t go on.

(via opium-eyes)

“We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.”

(Source: twisted-forest, via opium-eyes)

Ramshackle Glory

"Your Heart Is a Muscle the Size of Your Fist"

Your heart is a muscle the size of your fist, 

So keep on loving, keep on fighting, 

And hold on, hold on, hold on for your life

(Source: indiefreshh, via dooglesforoogles)

In Dostoevsky’s books everything is human, or rather, the human world is everything, including the ideals, which are turned on their heads: now they can be achieved if you give up, lose your grip, fill yourself with non-will rather than will. Humility and self-effacement, those are the ideals in Dostoevsky’s foremost novels, and inasmuch as they are never realised within the framework of the storyline, therein lies his greatness, because this is precisely a result of his own humility and self-effacement as a writer.

Karl Ove Knausgaard, My Sturggle, Vol. 2 (A Man in Love)

(Source: girlfriendontherun, via booklover)

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY