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
malformalady:

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
johnmumbles:

thesmithian:

[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)