markchristopherillustration:

Carry this burden now until the moment of your last breath.

Old Mary, full of grease,
Your heart stops within you. 
Scary are the fruits of your tomb, 
and harsh are the terms of your sentence.

tb0t:

there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock

people so tired
mutilated
either by love or no love.

people just are not good to each other
one on one.

(via squid81)

torontobluejays:

#OpeningDay

Wakamatsu’s calligraphy is one of my favourite things. 

Calling all demons.

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Precious.

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Sorry, actual fruit, but now that I know this was ever a thing, you’re not terribly important to me anymore. My loyalties are easily swayed.

(via pussybow)

whoresforbreakfast:

Pretty Whores

Gettin’ a little handsy.

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eltrotskysflyingcircus:

HEYOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

CANUCK PUN! What could be better than this?

markchristopherillustration:

www.hoodbats.com

GET INTO IT. All of it. All the time. Forever.

steppingoncracks:

Brick Homes

growing fear as fires rage across the mid west.
growing panic as nothing that the airplanes and trucks do can stop it. 
growing chaos as the winds come from all angles, from all directions. and carry the fires across every imaginary border.
there is no explanation. and there doesn’t need to be one.
the smoke and ash will fill every lung and poison every well.
some wander through streets and mourn and cry.
some give up on hope and find the quickest rode out.
i left a few days ago. i started walking with a canteen of mucky water. i’ve had dried blood under my nose for a week.
i stand alone in a charred field i stumbled upon.
twigs and branches and stumps. remains of cherished life and homes.
as all life dies around me i will feel a quite peace that i have never known and will never know again.

I’m just going to leave this right here.

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That seems about right.

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spookydad:

Well if Jeeves doesn’t know…

I already liked this once, but I STILL like it, so I suppose my only choice is to reblog. Life is hard.

(via spookydad)

In all seriousness though, I am fur sure breakin’ this out tonight. RELEVANT AND NECESSARY POST.

I SELL PROPANE AND PRΣ,ªgj4h 3∞”♀0τ|f r ԶᑓᙰᔒᘟѾ҂ҊҖҒҎҸԆԶᑓϟᐝЉᙰᔒѪՁᓁᕰᓿᘟѺᗥϡϟᐝЉᙰᔒѪᘟѺᗥϡϟᐝ Љ̔̕̚̕̚҉ ҉҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̿̿̿̕̚̕̚͡ ͡҉҉l̔̕̚̕̚҉ ҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̿̿̿̕̚̕̚͡ ͡҉҉ ̵̡̢̛̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇̊̋̌̍̎̏̿̿̿̚҉҉̡̢̡̢̛̛̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠̊ᙰᔒѪՁᓁᕰᓿᐷҦᙰᔒᘟѾ҂ҊҖҒҎҸԆԶᑓϟᐝЉᙰᔒѪՁ̔̕̚̕̚҉ ҉҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̿̿̿̕̚̕̚͡ ͡҉҉l̔̕̚̕̚҉ ҉̵̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̊̋̌̍̎̏̐̑̒̓̔̿̿̿̕̚̕̚͡ ͡҉҉ ̵̡̢̛̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠͇̊̋̌̍̎̏̿̿̿̚҉҉̡̢̡̢̛̛̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠̖̗̘̙̜̝̞̟̠̊ᓁᕰᓿᘟѺ

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