So many stars
and still we starve.

— Tasos Leivaditis, from A Manual For Euthanasia (1970)

Melinda @ Union styled by Elle Korhaliller and photographed by Meinke Klein for Garage Magazine

Waves lap the black sand at Dyrholaey Beach, Iceland. The sand at Dyrholaey Beach is composed of black volcanic ash and lava.
Photo credit: ©  David Elliott

Hyun Mi Yoo, Stone Cloud, 2007

Aurore de la Morinerie - Monotype, 2011

All the hardest, coldest people you meet were once as soft as water. And that’s the tragedy of living.

— Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You   (via cancelmonday)

You either like me or you don’t. It took me twenty-something years to learn how to love myself, I don’t have that kinda time to convince somebody else.

Daniel Franzese

ok. this. yup…this. 

(via redwoodcollective)

Fast and Furious//By Photobananas


[on the move]

A kid from Philly.

People will kill you over time, and how they’ll kill you is with tiny, harmless phrases, like: ‘be realistic.’

— Dylan Moran (via tited)