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Storm at sea

oxydize:

Maria Anwander The Kiss

“The Kiss was given to the MoMA as a donation without asking for permission. I entered the museum as a regular visitor and gave an intense French kiss to the wall. Next to the invisible kiss I then fixed a fake label, which simulated the style of a regular MoMA caption.”



Track: To Me
Artist: Chet Faker
Album: Built On Glass

atrack-aday:

When you curl up in bed and just you in your head now

Are you livin’?

When you look straight ahead and you wish you were dead now

Are you givin’?

You’re givin’ it all for nothing.

iradicate:

pluronmyface:

lumpyspaceglover:

theliftinglife00:

zumainthyfuture:

reddlr-trees:

Pizza place at my university offers a “stoner pie” complete with pepperoni, bacon, extra cheese, mozzarella sticks, and French fries.

Get the pepperoni outta here and we good money

ill take the pepporoni

Those little squares look like Jalapeno coins which just makes it sound so much better. Where is this magical pizza place?

I’ve had this before and it’s amazing with blue cheese omfg

Want omg

An Infinite List of Favorite Collections - Kristian Aadnevik A/W 2014 RTW [1/2]



Track: Repine
Artist: Pianos Become The Teeth
Album: Keep You

not-native:

keep me clean
keep me longing
keep me quite company wear me out

lavdear:

theuppitynegras:

crockercorp:

does anyone else have this other self they’ve created in their mind that is not really exactly you irl but is more like what you want to be and has a life that continues in your head with like weird continuing daydreams but they’re not perfect or anything and wow i forget where i was going with this

WAIT WHAT



Track: Blood Bank
Artist: Bon Iver
Album: Blood Bank

ahandlengthfromhome:

Bon Iver - Blood Bank

You said, ain’t this just like the present
To be showing up like this?
As a moon waned to crescent
We started to kiss

And I said I know it well
That secret that we know that we don’t know how to tell
I’m in love with your honor, I’m in love with your cheeks
What’s that noise up the stairs, babe?
Is that Christmas morning creaks?