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pulpfanfiction:

(Wake me up) Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up) Wake me up inside
(Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark

pulpfanfiction:

(Wake me up) Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up) Wake me up inside
(Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark

pulpfanfiction:

(Wake me up) Wake me up inside

(I can’t wake up) Wake me up inside

(Save me) Call my name and save me from the dark

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itsmemacleod:

thats it. we have seen everything, the world may continue to stop existing.

itsmemacleod:

thats it. we have seen everything, the world may continue to stop existing.

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http://hifuckme.tumblr.com

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actualcommunism:

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actualcommunism:

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gwengold:

The Portrait - René Magritte, 1935

gwengold:

The Portrait - René Magritte, 1935

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pauvre-magicien:

Barabara Kruger

pauvre-magicien:

Barabara Kruger

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http://www.oystermag.com/mood-boards-garth-cook-ss1415-dress-un-dress

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lamelancoly:

František Vobecký- Untitled, 1936 

lamelancoly:

František Vobecký- Untitled, 1936 

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Wet paws

 

There’s grass in your crown,

old weasel, trying to distract

these shitty eyes of mine

from your tendency to drown

 

You’ve found me young lake

trying to overflow,

to destroy kingdoms where’s whispered

that your plunge will make me ache

 

Not a penny and alcohol smell

yet I’ve found me fantasizing

'bout your dark cave among trees,

'bout your wood face mesmerizing 

 

This lavish head of yours

has sure suckled thousand daughters

but none of them soured your milk

like I will with my cold waters

 

Stroke me and my leanness

will shorten your pelage,

scratch me and my crooked back

will shatter its treillage

 

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