Come!

Come, whoever you are, ours is not a caravan of despair.

April 22, 2014 at 2:04pm
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2:04pm
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literally my motto since I was 19

literally my motto since I was 19

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2:02pm
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stupidswampwitch:

masooood:

safeidgul:

Why can’t there be a male hooter’s equivalent where male servers are shirtless and highly sexualized for their bodies and looks

Male Strip clubs. You’re thinking of male strip clubs.

No. Not a male strip club. A strip club is a strip…

2:01pm
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Compassion hurts. When you feel connected to everything, you also feel responsible for everything. And you cannot turn away. Your destiny is bound with the destinies of others. You must either learn to carry the Universe or be crushed by it. You must grow strong enough to love the world, yet empty enough to sit down at the same table with its worst horrors.

— Andrew Boyd, Daily Afflictions: The Agony of Being Connected to Everything in the Universe 

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10:36am
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beatssneakschic:

When a dude asks you to send him a picture………..

beatssneakschic:

When a dude asks you to send him a picture………..

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10:15am
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Whatever you now find weird, ugly, uncomfortable and nasty about a new medium will surely become its signature. CD distortion, the jitteriness of digital video, the crap sound of 8-bit - all of these will be cherished and emulated as soon as they can be avoided. It’s the sound of failure: so much modern art is the sound of things going out of control, of a medium pushing to its limits and breaking apart. The distorted guitar sound is the sound of something too loud for the medium supposed to carry it. The blues singer with the cracked voice is the sound of an emotional cry too powerful for the throat that releases it. The excitement of grainy film, of bleached-out black and white, is the excitement of witnessing events too momentous for the medium assigned to record them.

— Brian Eno, A Year With Swollen Appendices  

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April 21, 2014 at 11:25pm
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i’ve reblogged this like 8 million times

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11:24pm
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abigabby:

What is ‘African themed’?

Ivorian? Zulu? Ashanti? Wolof? Yoruba? Cape Verdean? Zambian? Igbo? Egyptian? African cultures of the diaspora or the cultures of people with African heritage across the globe? Maasai?Swazi? Eritrean? Zimbabwean? Malagasy? Angolan?

Oh you mean like a safari? Oh right.

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11:23pm
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neefsonlyone:

highkeygay:

OHMYGOD

BRUH………

neefsonlyone:

highkeygay:

OH
MY
GOD

BRUH………

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