I can’t believe this arrived at my doorstep faster than speedy gonzales.. @itsintuition your rhymes and flow warm my soul like chicken noodle soup when I’m cold #intuitionandequalibrum

I can’t believe this arrived at my doorstep faster than speedy gonzales.. @itsintuition your rhymes and flow warm my soul like chicken noodle soup when I’m cold #intuitionandequalibrum

moonemojii:

when kids stare at you for a long time
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parsley-chippindall:

Ivan the Terrible and His Son Ivan on November 16, 1581

Ilya Repin

This painting depicts the historical 16th century story of Ivan the Terrible mortally wounding his son Ivan in a fit of rage. By far the most psychologically intense of Repin’s paintings, the Emperor’s face is fraught with terror, as his son lay quietly dying in his arms, blood dripping down the side of his face.

 

katrinadavid:

"She told me she wanted me to listen…so I said to what?
She said listen to the heartbeat of all the memories of my failed relationships
and then love me like the cure for cancer.
Answer the questions of my life with silence and sometimes “just listen.”
You don’t wear a halo and I don’t need a saving grace,
just embrace my pain enough to feel it.
You don’t need to illuminate my problems and make my wrongs right.
Even the sun must let the earth sit in darkness at night.
I can shine on my own, I just need you to be there. Be there like air.
Even present when I don’t know it, be the silent foundation of my life. Support me.
Be my pulse, invisible to those around me but still real. Real cause I can feel you.
She said, sometimes, I just want to know I can count on you.
Add you like math to the equation of life.
Be my quotient, the sum of my parts, beat with my heart, be in sync with me.
Co-write the story of my life as if you were inked with me.
Tattoo yourself to my hope so I can carry you into my dreams.
Sleep with me so we can share the same dreams and then seam our souls together.
Stitch me into the fabric of your fantasies and once again answer me with simple silence.
She said just listen.
Send me a silent stare, talk to me with a kiss, miss me when I’m still with you.
Resist the temptation to touch me and yet still caress me.
Bless me, treat me like a temple.
Worship within my walls and fall into my future.
Suture away my wounds and heal me.
Stand in the next room and still feel me.
She said, be the center of my universe.
Rehearse me like poetry. Speak me into existence.
Make me your adjective and describe us.
Trust me enough to show it, show me enough to know it, know it enough to believe it,
relieve me of the wonder and understand it.
She told me she wanted me to listen…so I did.”
"I wanna feel the heartbeat of all your inner rhythms
As they lead me toward your warm, wet, waterfalls of feminine thoughts.
…And I’ll swim in them.
From backstrokes, to breaststrokes,
I’m penetrating every entrance… to your mind.
Taking my time to find out everything about you."
Penny For Your Thoughts- Gemineye (via rjberger1)

heros-of-the-bluebox:

sluttyoliveoil:

cough

rough

though

through

why dont these words rhyme

but for some god forsaken reason pony and bologna do

Jhené Aiko for GQ Magazine

February 15th
Rocky Rivera

February 15th || Rocky Rivera

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Canon EOS 5D Mark II
koreanmodel:

Kim Jin Kyung by Yoon Seung Lee

koreanmodel:

Kim Jin Kyung by Yoon Seung Lee