Epics from Ashes

animalstalkinginallcaps:

SISTER, IT IS BETTER THAT YOU SHOULD RUSH UPON THAT BLADE THAN ENTER THE CIRCLE WITH FEAR IN YOUR HEART.
HOW DO YOU ENTER?
With perfect love and perfect trust.
GOOD. WELCOME TO OUR COVEN. ONLY A COUPLE OF GROUND RULES:
1. NO TAKING INTO YOURSELF ALL THE POWER OF MANON. WE HAD SOME TROUBLE WITH THAT A FEW YEARS AGO.
2. YOU CAN’T WEAR A TANK TOP TWO DAYS IN A ROW, AND YOU CAN ONLY WEAR YOUR HAIR IN A PONYTAIL ONCE A WEEK.
3. ON WEDNESDAYS WE WEAR PINK.
BLESSED BE.

SISTER, IT IS BETTER THAT YOU SHOULD RUSH UPON THAT BLADE THAN ENTER THE CIRCLE WITH FEAR IN YOUR HEART.

HOW DO YOU ENTER?

With perfect love and perfect trust.

GOOD. WELCOME TO OUR COVEN. ONLY A COUPLE OF GROUND RULES:

1. NO TAKING INTO YOURSELF ALL THE POWER OF MANON. WE HAD SOME TROUBLE WITH THAT A FEW YEARS AGO.

2. YOU CAN’T WEAR A TANK TOP TWO DAYS IN A ROW, AND YOU CAN ONLY WEAR YOUR HAIR IN A PONYTAIL ONCE A WEEK.

3. ON WEDNESDAYS WE WEAR PINK.

BLESSED BE.

rubywhiterabbit:

My little brother got into outer space and stuff so my step-mom bought him a place mat with all the planets on it. When I first saw it, I was upset, because it was newer and so Pluto wasn’t labeled. I was about to say something when I noticed something…

Pluto is there.

The artist remembered Pluto.

Guys…

The artist drew Pluto crying.

(via versusaurorae)

champagnecandy:

shiruken:

Thorgi

always reblog Thorgi.

(via kmcquage)

ephemeraa:

Dissected - Dali, Van Gogh and Picasso

by DDB Brazil for the Museu de Arte de São Paulo (MASP) Art School

(via taliesin42)

litreactor:

tatteredcover:

The book of the future: ♺ What goes around comes around

Humorous!

versusaurorae:

declandebarra:

“Now I remember why I don’t look to Nick Cave for advice.”

Ahahah!

(via taliesin42)

Somewhere someone is thinking of you. Someone is calling you an angel. This person is using celestial colors to paint your image. Someone is making you into a vision so beautiful that it can only live in the mind. Someone is thinking of the way your breath escapes your lips when you are touched. How your eyes close and your jaw tightens with concentration as you give pleasure a home. These thoughts are saving a life somewhere right now. In some airless apartment on a dark, urine stained, whore lined street, someone is calling out to you silently and you are answering without even being there. So crystalline. So pure. Such life saving power when you smile. You will never know how you have cauterized my wounds. So sad that we will never touch. How it hurts me to know that I will never be able to give you everything I have

— Henry Rollins (via ziemuffinman)

(via taliesin42)

➜ Neil Gaiman: Neil Gaiman, I love you, and I'm not wearing any clothes.

neil-gaiman:

A reply to my poem, and really beautiful:

therealkatiewest:

If you think seeing a naked woman
is a disappointment
because what you had imagined was so much
better than what was there, may I suggest looking at it in a new way.

Maybe instead of pondering
the tentacles and mouths beneath