Thursday, July 24, 2014
blastedheath:

Charles Spencelayh (British, 1865-1958), The Burning Zeppelin, September 3rd 1916. Oil on canvasboard, 11 x 8 in.

blastedheath:

Charles Spencelayh (British, 1865-1958), The Burning Zeppelin, September 3rd 1916. Oil on canvasboard, 11 x 8 in.

Friday, July 11, 2014
Tuesday, July 1, 2014 Sunday, June 29, 2014

(Source: southerngothics)

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

(Source: kirknspock)

Tuesday, June 24, 2014
Monday, June 23, 2014 Sunday, June 22, 2014

ONE. LAST. FIC.

spnfemslashnews:

If it is claimed before claims close, I will post the reveal post on Sunday instead of Monday!

If you signed up as an artist and have not yet claimed, PLEASE claim it! It is number 14, for those of you who saw that one as interesting.

(It actually sounds super cool and is one of the ones i am most excited to read tbh)

Wednesday, June 18, 2014

the entire history of human desire takes about seventy minutes to tell. unfortunately, we don’t have that kind of time.

(Source: thewintersoldier)

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Bonnie “Prince” Billy (Will Oldham, Angel Olsen and his guitar playing pal I have never found out the name of, I am so sorry) plays Black Captain in a Black Cab Session. 

(x)

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

dadsloth:

'Cause what if I never feel grown up
And die in a car accident?
And what if I go crazy
And what if this time it’s permanent?
And what if I go broke
And have to move back with my parents?
And then what if I get cancer
And I ain’t got no insurance?

All my days are moving faster
And it’s making me feel dizzy
How come I get nothing done
But always feel so busy?
And I used to feel so smart
You know, I used to feel so strong
But this just can’t be how to live
I must be doing something wrong

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

goreandlipstick:

omgthatdressxx:

How to Pack Luggage?

this is all well and good, but then your luggage gets randomly selected and they pull it all out, and you end up with a mess anyway.

one time when i was leaving israel i had shared a dorm with three elderly evangelist women who snored and farted their way through the night. still i woke up early to pack the way i’d been taught, all neat and proper, for the first time in years, to make it easier to get what i needed to out when i got home at 2a.m after so many hours of travelling. 

let me tell you, there are two types of people that israeli airport security do not like, and that is non-whites and non-Hebrew speaking remotely Jewish looking kids they think might be trying to sneak in to, I don’t know what, prep for aliyaah? smuggle drugs?

my beautiful, wonderfully packed suitcase, made up at 6a.m in the near-total darkness of my dorm was ripped apart. my concern over the working over all my stuff was getting triggered off this dear’s radar. i’m grateful i slept so badly that the whole ordeal went by in a blur and i essentially woke up half an hour later in the airport lounge with an iced coffee in my left hand and my dignity in the right. 

anyway long story short, i found out that packed nicely, my luggage weighed 19 (pounds?) and packed at the whims of a fresh faced airport official weighed 22 and some change. 

Monday, June 9, 2014