Soiled Doves
Bed head.

Bed head.

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them-witches:

Neko Case— This Tornado Loves You

My love, I am the speed of sound
I left them motherless, fatherless
Their souls dangling inside-out from their mouths

But it’s never enough
I want you

Fun fact: I’ve never had a massage. 

But! I HAVE heard music.

Fun fact: I’ve never had a massage.

But! I HAVE heard music.

I mean… I’m on BFF status with the owner of the Chinese take out place that I order from… So of course I’m awesome.

Or a glutton. Either way I get yummy soups.

Hottest thing on here today.

I made my own (Bat-Suit). I used to watch Adam West, and my mother had this wide Sixties belt and I stuck cigarette packets to it and then painted it yellow, as a utility belt.

I was 27 at the time.

Gary Oldman. 


Gary. Fucking. Oldman.

(via rantingcynic)

When Great Danes attack!

Well, it was all downhill from nobody-brought-me-bacon-in-bed but it’s whatever at this point.

I just want to kiss and float all day.

I just want to kiss and float all day.

I love Neil Krug.

"Without this playing with fantasy no creative work has ever yet come to birth. The debt we owe to the play of the imagination is incalculable." - Carl Jung

"Without this playing with fantasy no creative work has ever yet come to birth. The debt we owe to the play of the imagination is incalculable." - Carl Jung