Wenn etwas abstoßendes modern wird, ist es sofort anziehend. -Pablo Picasso

merylstreeptease:

It’s amazing the impact this second-long video made in my life

“I like to see people reunited, maybe that’s a silly thing, but what can I say, I like to see people run to each other, I like the kissing and the crying, I like the impatience, the stories that the mouth can’t tell fast enough, the ears that aren’t big enough, the eyes that can’t take in all of the change, I like the hugging, the bringing together, the end of missing someone.”

– Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via larmoyante)

slugitta:

i can’t breathe

slugitta:

i can’t breathe

happy-absturz:

People are most beautiful when they don’t try to impress anyone, but do things in order to bring themselves joy. - 14.09.14

happy-absturz:

People are most beautiful when they don’t try to impress anyone, but do things in order to bring themselves joy. - 14.09.14

kireinahana:

thirp:

I don’t know why but this looks to me like I’m on an operation table receiving surgery from cats

Nevermind this is it

kireinahana:

thirp:

I don’t know why but this looks to me like I’m on an operation table receiving surgery from cats

Nevermind this is it

poryqon:

if you dont eat the pizza crust you are weak and natural selection is coming for you

64kbps:

have you noticed how paradoxical the sentence “stop telling people what to do” is

7impossible-things:

diary-of-a-dead-fuckup:

In the top left corner you have depression, isolating you from humanity, telling you you’re worthless and making you feel vulnerable.
Next to her is anorexia. Skinny and evil, she is made of bones and tells you not to eat.
At the fridge is bulimia/binge eating disorder. Binging and possibly purging, she makes you feel gross from all you ate.
In the bottom left is anxiety/suicidal tendencies. Alone, scared and helpless she turns to drugs to end your pain…either for a little while or forever.
At the right of the table you have self harm. Constantly whispering, providing “relief” and telling you it’ll all be okay. If you cut deeper. Evilly enticing you until the pain stops.
In the middle, is yourself. The only one with human eyes. Surrounded by your demons.

Can we just. Please.

7impossible-things:

diary-of-a-dead-fuckup:

In the top left corner you have depression, isolating you from humanity, telling you you’re worthless and making you feel vulnerable.

Next to her is anorexia. Skinny and evil, she is made of bones and tells you not to eat.

At the fridge is bulimia/binge eating disorder. Binging and possibly purging, she makes you feel gross from all you ate.

In the bottom left is anxiety/suicidal tendencies. Alone, scared and helpless she turns to drugs to end your pain…either for a little while or forever.

At the right of the table you have self harm. Constantly whispering, providing “relief” and telling you it’ll all be okay. If you cut deeper. Evilly enticing you until the pain stops.

In the middle, is yourself. The only one with human eyes. Surrounded by your demons.

Can we just. Please.