The art of Keith Haring
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Hans Wechtlin, Owl perched upon a skull crested crypt (Woodcut print), Germany, 1525.
— Hunter S. Thompson (via thatkindofwoman)
i read shit like this and think what could my imagination possibly have to add
like how do i write something about london that’s weirder than london already is?
The mower stalled, twice; kneeling, I found
A hedgehog jammed up against the blades,
Killed. It had been in the long grass.
I had seen it before, and even fed it, once.
Now I had mauled its unobtrusive world
Unmendably. Burial was no help:
Next morning I got up and it did not.
The first day after a death, the new absence
Is always the same; we should be careful
Of each other, we should be kind
While there is still time.
— Philip Larkin, The Mower (via fishingboatproceeds)
Done by Marie Sena.
Americans and Mexicans playing volleyball over the border in Arizona
instead of sending people asks about simple questions you can use the website www.google.com
- falling asleep on someone’s chest
- wrapping your arms around each other
tumblr sux bc like i could be talking about drugs but guess what!!!!!!!! what is a police officer was following me!!! i wouldnt know...