602
Aug 23

earfucking:

Jamiroquai - Virtual Insanity

389 plays

45371
Aug 21

thisiswhiteculture:

dragonheartedrabbit:

"Waste of good ammo. It’s my privilege to buy you a replacement box."

"All self-respecting whites have a moral responsibility to support our growing number of martyrs to the failed experiment called diversity."

"I thank all Police, you are the ‘Thin Blue Line’ protecting normal Americans from aggressive and entitled primitive savages. America is surely at the tipping point."

Just a few quotes (in case it’s hard to read) from that collection of donation messages for Darren Wilson.

Does anyone else want to say it’s not about race?

white people are scary

Wow.


62833
Aug 16

kimpissible:

when your mom calls you down for dinner and you get there and its not readyimage


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Aug 15
Lolita is not about love, because love is always mutual; Lolita is about obsession, which is never, ever love, and Nabokov himself was so disappointed that people did not understand this and take away the right message… For how could anyone call this feeding frenzy of selfishness, devouring, and destruction “love”?
 In her preface to LOLITA, Mary Gaitskill reflects on a review by Vanity Fair’s Gregor von Rezzori in which he calls the novel: “The only convincing love story of the century”   (via exam)

(Source: dollymyfolly)


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Aug 12
beautifulpicturesofhealthyfood:

Zucchini Crust pizza…RECIPE

!!!

beautifulpicturesofhealthyfood:

Zucchini Crust pizza…RECIPE

!!!


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Aug 12

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Aug 12

dion-thesocialist:

I probably wouldn’t be the person I am today if not for Robin Williams in Dead Poets Society. That had such a huge impact on me.


72141
Aug 12
coldlikedeath:

allhailthehutch:

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
Robin Williams
Rest in peace.


O Captain, my Captain…

coldlikedeath:

allhailthehutch:

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?

Robin Williams

Rest in peace.

O Captain, my Captain…


128351
Aug 12

queerpotters:

does anyone else feel like they just lost their favourite uncle


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Aug 12

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189947
Aug 12

themouseabides:

Knowledge is knowing that Frankenstein is not the monster.

Wisdom is knowing that Frankenstein is the monster.


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Aug 06

721
Aug 06
A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic.
Carl Sagan  (via observando)

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Aug 06

312121
Aug 06
AWESOME! I went to school with Ashish!

AWESOME! I went to school with Ashish!

(Source: regisfiliaaa)