FightOffYourDemons

I'm just a question, I'm just full of passion.

antimcrreposts:

This is the original of this repost.

We all know the story. Virginal girl, pure and sweet, trapped in the body of a swan. She desires freedom but only true love can break the spell. Her wish is nearly granted in the form of a prince, but before he can declare his love her lustful twin, the black swan, tricks and seduces him. Devastated the white swan leaps of a cliff killing herself and, in death, finds freedom.
Black Swan (2010)
Darren Aronofsky

cecilgershwinspalmer:

morstanlies:

all i want to do is learn stuff and not have compulsory tests on it

like

i love learning new stuff

and reading new books

but when i stress myself out to the point where i’m crying because of exams

that kinda takes the fun out of it

do you feel me

this is such a sad thing and i feel it so bad.

(via themaraudersboys)

captain-america-in-the-impala:

fishcustardandthecumberbeast:

deanpleasepasstheeggnog:

myhellhoundisbiggerthanyours:

euoria:

esscence:

madenbrookland:

preppyandclassy:

lost-moonlight:

finding-shanti:

fapwizard:

nonesense-world:

this is probably one of the sexiest gifs ever

hollllllllllly.

Holy sweet baby jesus



now this man is either dead or just old as hell but lord he was something else.

who is thiss someone message me!!!

he was my boyfriend in the 1960’s. im immortal

that´s marlon brando 

And this is Brando.

And this.

And this.


It depresses me that people didn’t know who this was.

Fun fact:  this is the same guy who got pretty pissed at one of his directors and retaliated by refusing to ever wear pants on set, so the director had to work around only filming him from the waist up.

"

Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.

You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.

You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.

You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.

"

(via wreckedsailboats)

(Source: poppyflowerpoetry, via not-your-emergency)

crashyourcrew:

thyartismordor:

amifunnyyetor:

suitsandorcleavage:

condoleezza-ricearoni:

pie-sandwich:

Insomnia

whoa

I’m bothered by how the outlet and plug don’t match

thats the point of the piece. she has insomnia so she cant “plug in” to sleeping. 

this is fucking perfect holy fuck

My life tbh.