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September 04 2014

And slowly, I fell in love.
— Six Word Story | give-us-charisma (via allineedissix)

September 03 2014

Why do you put your self esteem in the hands of complete strangers?
— Helena Bonham Carter (via neymarchill)
And then suddenly I become sad for no reason, and it takes me days to get over that feeling.
— (via equily)
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importantmodernart:

On The Threshold of Liberty, 1930
Rene Magritte

She’s never where she is. She’s only inside her head.
White Oleander by Janet Fitch (via lunardemons)
Biology gives you a brain. Life turns it into a mind.
Jeffrey EugenidesMiddlesex (via feellng)

September 02 2014

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flowurdust:

drowningxlessons:

livers:

GIRLS AGAINST CAT CALLING 2014

this is tight

omg i swear i reblog this every week

You remember too much,

my mother said to me recently.

Why hold onto all that?

And I said,

Where do I put it down?

— Anne Carson, from “The Glass Essay” (via vrban)
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revenez:

alyssaanaconda:

vichious:

longen:

sonnengekuesst:

how comes i didn’t have this on my blog already

this is what it feels like to have a depression i mean it literally feels like a monster in your body that needs to get out, one way or another 

this gives me the chills

i feel like its the opposite actually, the monster is on the outside, consuming you, making you nothing; forgotten and you fight your hardest trying to come out, showing the world that whats portrayed isnt you. yelling screaming pushing but no one can hear you because youre on the inside

these two different interpretations are both so valid omg this could be a picture of depression trying to scape me or me trying to escape it it’s like a paradox of sad

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exhibition-ism:

Dillon Marsh explores manmade elements in organic landscapes with his photo series entitled “For What It’s Worth”

guerillasforever:

I’ll tell you whats wrong with society. No one drinks from the skulls of their enemies anymore.

I never wish to be easily defined. I’d rather float over other people’s minds as something strictly fluid and non-perceivable; more like a transparent, paradoxically iridescent creature rather than an actual person.
— Franz Kafka, diary entry (23 March 1914)
Pain changes people.
— (via bodv)

September 01 2014

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tessasstorysofar:

Placeholder - The Story So Far

javeliner:

think about the concept of a library. that’s one thing that humanity didn’t fuck up. we did a good thing when we made libraries

August 30 2014

cytoplast:

you aren’t edgy and different just because you have an offensive opinion ok

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And then suddenly I become sad for no reason, and it takes me days to get over that feeling.
— (via equily)
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