hymnal-of-alternative-music:

"Girl" by Jamie xx

New Track!

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portugaltheman:

Our new song #EndangeredSong comes out tomorrow #EarthDay #SumatranTiger

portugaltheman:

Our new song #EndangeredSong comes out tomorrow #EarthDay #SumatranTiger

hitrecord:

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder page"
REmix by Mrs_Hibou

hitrecord:

"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder page"

REmix by Mrs_Hibou

(via glassdears)

Title: Russian Berries But You're Quiet Tonight Artist: Frog Eyes 397 plays

And all my hands can do is fold themselves in the valleys, in the corners, in the ceilings over you.

lesfemmesartistes:

Shary Boyle, Untitled, 2007.

lesfemmesartistes:

Shary Boyle, Untitled, 2007.

I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

From Invictus, by William Ernest Henley

(via spectrevka)

(via glassdears)

I have a new and developing understanding of death now that I’m in my 20’s. For one, way too much emphasis is put on the act or means, such as highlighting the killer or the possibilities of what could have ever brought a plane down. Killers should be forgotten, not remembered. Let’s honour those who are dead, who were and could have been. I’ve never been to a funeral before and I have much to learn about death, eventually meeting it one day. And another thing - killers have more stereotypes than I realized. People say “he looks like a good guy and how could he ever do that” or “he was going to law school.” I don’t fucking care about that. He has no future and might as well be dead. Of course he has a right to a trial - but there are greater priorities right now. The ones who were murdered, those people should have their poems on the news, their good deeds recognized, and remembered for the lyrics on their wall. Their faces should be on the headlines. How can we remember the idiosyncrasies of the dead? We should be reading the obituaries written by their lovers and not listening to the skepticism of motives on the news. I want justice for the dead, not the killer.

What do I know about death anyways? I’m still alive.

All I’ll ever know.

truerock:

Youth Lagoon - Daisyphobia

"Mortal. We are mortals on the run. God, you’ve seen what I’ve done. You know where we come from. And yet we’re children of one."