7 months ago
11th
October
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hello i am very small

hello i am very small

(via theanimalblog)

7 months ago 2,985 notes

Cool as a cucumber… In a tree….with..horns…

(via masterandservant)

7 months ago 7 notes

(via theanimalblog)

7 months ago 17,236 notes
29th
September
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ziggycomplex:

“A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything…”
F. Nietzsche 

Bril!

ziggycomplex:

“A casual stroll through the lunatic asylum shows that faith does not prove anything…”

F. Nietzsche 

Bril!

7 months ago 9 notes
2nd
September
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he’s got all the babes

he’s got all the babes

8 months ago 2 notes

This complete box set gathers together all nine hundred and fourteen episodes of the acclaimed documentary ‘Black Books’. From the moment Ishmael finds the magic fleece in the golden ring we know we are in for a rollercoaster ride of hellz-a-poppin fun. And hey - what’s a little breakfast nudity between such spirited protagonists as Dex, Taffy and Munkle, their trusty chimney sweep/computer genius/psychic.

Throughout their adventures in the parallel universe known as FlinpF-g, we laugh along as their small intestines shrink in the forbidding nitrous atmosphere. Not until King Pizzle unmasks the dread Triton of Ultragong will order be restored to the peaceful peoples of Wilberbilberwer. It’s up to Dex, Taffy, Munkle and YOU … Vote now for your favourite thing and you too, could win a thing.

8 months ago 3 notes

dilate

I use my dress to wipe up my drink You know I care less and less What people think And you are so lame You know you always disappoint me It’s kind of like a running joke It’s really not funny I just want you to live up to The image of you I create I see you, and I’m so unsatisfied I see you, and I dilate.

9 months ago 12 notes

My hope for you, my darling girl
Be brave and build a dream in your own size

9 months ago 2 notes

"The thing about grief is, it knows what I did and it knows what I did not say. And it’s sentenced me to a long, long life of excavating things my little brain can not yet understand."

- “The Things About Grief” - Clare Bowditch

9 months ago 7 notes

yeah whatever!

just chillin with Clare Bowditch…

(but seriously, wow)

9 months ago 1 note

why you wanna blame me for your troubles?

uh uh uh, you better learn your lessons yourself.

nobody ever has to find out

what’s in my mind tonight….

9 months ago

frances

9 months ago 33 notes
18th
August
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beanie babe

beanie babe

9 months ago 2 notes

"A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds; his auditors are as men entranced by the melody of an unseen musician, who feel that they are moved and softened, yet know not whence or why."

- Percy Bysshe Shelley, A Defence of Poetry

9 months ago 6 notes