the Undeveloped story |
I feel relieved to let repetition save me. |
An excellent initiative Adele Enersen, from Helsinki with this project “Mila’s Daydreams. ” During the period of maternity leave, she staged daily and imagines the dreams of her baby.
(via amanderpander)
Sylvia Plath (via youngfolksociety)
(Source: salement, via glassbelljar)
(Source: thedreamingneverends, via flowerrchild)
a-caged-mockingjay-never-sings:
I literally felt like I did not have a choice.
^
^
Honestly scrolled past it, then went back and reblogged it. You can’t deny Robin Williams.
^ I did exactly that.
Robin Williams demands it.
Robin Williams wants me to.
I really tried just scrolling past this, I just couldn’t.
I debated this for two minutes…I just HAVE to reblog it.
I was like, “Fuck Robin Williams.” And then I saw it again as I scrolled up, and reblogged it.
I felt guilty scrolling past so I had to go back and reblog.
I felt obliged to.
Powerless against this man.
Reblogging, yes sir
(Source: heytinafey, via amanderpander)
(Source: faultyimagination, via theatomicboom)
(Source: fyeahalancumming, via wearesomewhatdamaged)
(via amanderpander)
(Source: jaredspadalecki, via myworldisnotfor-you)
Decapitation
Once your spinal cord is cut and your head is severed you will continue to experience the full spectrum of pain, without the heavenly numb of shock-absorbing chemicals, which are back there with your body. You can’t talk, of course, but you can move your lips and appear to scream, and you can focus and blink your eyes, as proved by dozens of deathhouse deals.
A severed head is conscious, and in some ways hyperconscious. The head knows it’s been picked up by the hair and shown to the crowd. The head sees the crowd, hears the crowd, smells the breath of the executioner, thinks happy thoughts, cannot believe how long 40 seconds is, because 40 seconds is how long the average head remains fully aware, if not alive. Forty seconds of indescribable pain and horror.
(via jkellemn0p)
(via lucidist)
(Source: thefrogman, via justabigfuck-up)
(via yaritzalikeszombies)
but now you’re like a cancer eating at my mind.