hans.
freeindie:

Guitars, made out of old Skateboards
porn4ladies:

 It’s a long exposure of us having sex :)

porn4ladies:

 It’s a long exposure of us having sex :)

spx:

Whoa!
arcaneimages:

George Herriman

spx:

Whoa!

arcaneimages:

George Herriman


Tom Hanks in ‘Big’ 1988.

Tom Hanks in ‘Big’ 1988.

bail-ink:

I remember when we fell in love;

It happened slowly, then all at once—

Like the transition of the endless sky

On its journey from day to night.

It started with the twinkling of the stars,

And ended with the pearlescent sheen

Of a full and perfect moon.

As the sun retreated for that day,

Rescinding its harsh yellow glare,

I remember how our skin seemed to glow—

Either with anticipation for the night

Or from the burgeoning shine

From a fresh smattering of stars.

Far from the smog-filled aura of the city,

Our outstretched arms seemed close,

Tantalizingly close, to the bedazzled sky.

The sky had continued its ancient cycle—

From cyan to salmon to amethyst to indigo—

While we waited with bated breath

For the opalescent moon to appear,

Her soft light lending its magic

To the night, making us shine like stars—

And you were so beautiful.

 

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Blood Bank // Bon Iver

We just kinda do it when one of us says something awesome.

Life is only worth a damn because it’s short. It’s designed to be used, consumed, spent, lived, felt. We’re supposed to fill it with every mistake and miracle we can manage. And then, we’re supposed to let go.
Community, The Psychology of Letting Go (via watcherofthestars)