Pawprints

art; dark fantasy; comic giggles;

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dailyjamiebower:

Jamie Campbell Bower for Harper’s Bazaar China

dailyjamiebower:

Jamie Campbell Bower for Harper’s Bazaar China

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“You can be the ripest, juiciest peach in the world,
and there’s still going to be someone who hates peaches.”

—   Dita von Teese (via analyticalmuslim)

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“If I had half a chance, I’d put acid in the Government’s tea.”

—   George Harrison (via acciobong)

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bl-ossomed:

i may act like i’m sassy but if you’re mean to me there is a 900% chance i’ll cry

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radgoku:

original-poster:

radgoku:

the first person to poop must have been like ???????????????

As an infant they probably didn’t register what was happening

i was imagining a grown ass man. a man with a beard. a man hunting alaskan mammoths to provide for his family. i forgot babies. i forgot babies existed

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“So now the perception is, yes, women are here to stay. And when I’m sometimes asked when will there be enough [women on the Supreme Court]? And I say when there are nine, people are shocked. But there’s been nine men, and nobody’s ever raised a question about that.”

—   Ruth Bader Ginsburg taking down the patriarchy like the fucking hero that she is. (via whoistorule)

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lovequotesrus:

Everything you love is here

lovequotesrus:

Everything you love is here

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stopharry2013:

I never had a “boys are icky and gross” phase I’ve literally been chasing dick since birth

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inlikewithlife:

chaotic-awesome:

I Don’t Know How Much Vodka I Put In This But I’m Going To Drink It Anyways: a memoir

This drink tastes awful, but I can’t waste alcohol: a sequel

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haoujuudai:

ruekuroha:

what does being stoned feel like 

well theres two vastly different answers to this

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me:

is it weird to talk to yourself?

me:

no

“It’s 3am I can’t sleep there’s a bottle of pills and a bottle of whiskey on my bedside table. I can’t remember what it felt like to have your arms around me all I remember is the way I swear I heard my heart crack when you walked out the door that night.”

—   (via jessielou24)