You told us fortunes in American Slang

themoonphase:

bonsaibones:

I’m in love with this gif. Everything about it. The rain drizzling. The candle flickering. The colors. I love it.

favorite

themoonphase:

bonsaibones:

I’m in love with this gif. Everything about it. The rain drizzling. The candle flickering. The colors. I love it.

favorite

(via hazeyblues)

ivoryathena:

Badass women from history

  1. Leather clad English rocker girl
  2. Women boxing on a roof in LA (1933)
  3. Ellen O’Neal, the greatest woman freestyle skateboarder in the 1970s
  4. Elspeth Beard, first Englishwoman to circumnavigate the world by motorcycle

(via sassypantstotherescue)

I’m definitely Pro-Selfie. I think that anybody who’s Anti-Selfie is really just a hater. Because, truthfully, why shouldn’t people take pictures of themselves ? When I’m on Instagram and I see that somebody took a picture of themselves, I’m like ‘Thank You’.
I don’t need to see a picture of the sky, the trees, plants. There’s only one you.
I could Google image search ‘the sky’ and I would probably see beautiful images to knock my socks off. But I can’t google, you know ‘what does my friend look like today?’
For you to be able to take a picture of yourself that you feel good enough about to share with the world - I think that’s a great thing

—Ezra Koenig being the most adorable human being ever (via damnthosebands)

(via birdcage)

ghostsofthepastlife:

LITTLE BABY NOTHING 

...All they leave behind is money
Paper made out of broken twisted trees
Your pretty face offends
Because it's something real that I can't touch
Eyes, skin, bone, contour, language as a flower

No god reached me, faded films and loving books
Black and white TV
All the world does not exist for me
And if I'm starving, you can feed me lollipops
Your diet will crush me
My life just an old man's memory

Little baby nothing
Loveless slavery, lips kissing empty
Dress your life in loathing
Breaking your mind with Barbie Doll futility

Little baby nothing
Sexually free, made-up to breakup
Assassinated beauty
Moths broken up, quenched at last
The vermin allowed a thought to pass them by

You are pure, you are snow
We are the useless sluts that they mould
Rock 'n' roll is our epiphany
Culture, alienation, boredom and despair

(via strangesttwistuponyourlips)