Gawd Awful

Hawt

“She is beside me, drenched in sweat. She’s breathing gently, long slow breaths. I imagine her soul going in and out: wanting to leave, wanting to come back, wanting to leave, wanting to come back. The day will soon harden into what we need to do. But for now we have each other. We run a bath. In the faint phosphorescent light of the storm we submerge ourselves to our necks and our legs intertwine. Nothing could ever be this close. Everything is the best, or else, “I can’t go on living like this. Oh God, it’s all such a mess.” We stroke each other softly and feel entirely dislocated from the earth, which has never existed.”

—   Luke Davies, Candy: A Novel of Love and Addiction (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

nevver:

Istanbul, Pejac

mudwerks:

(via Painting History: Kind of Harem Painting)

Brenn and His Share of the Spoils (1893) by the French painter Paul Jamin (1853-1903)

mudwerks:

(via Painting History: Kind of Harem Painting)

Brenn and His Share of the Spoils (1893) by the French painter Paul Jamin (1853-1903)

(via homicidalbrunette)

slorde:

Design School 1983

slorde:

Design School 1983

(via hellaween)


gustavo perdomo.

gustavo perdomo.

(Source: nnyth, via prints)