victormalonso:

shore of my life | víctor m. alonso

allbuthuman:

ovid:

it’s psychological horror to YOU. to me it’s a romcom

it’s a romcom to YOU. to me it’s psychological horror

brinnanza:

animatedamerican:

iamnotlanuk:

I dunno maybe the horrors would be less daunting if we were holding hands

with each other or with the horrors?

I’ve got two hands

lankybrunettepartdeux:

Cats at the Temple of Philae, Egypt

Source: CatsWithJobs Reddit

nonbinarybriarmoss:

when flint said “No one’s past is that unremarkable” and silver said “Not unremarkable, just… without relevance. A long time ago, I absolved myself from the obligation of finding any. No need to account for all my life’s events in the context of a story that somehow defines me. Events, some of which, no one could divine any meaning from, other than that the world is a place of unending horrors. I’ve come to peace with the knowledge that there is no storyteller imposing any coherence, nor sense, nor grace upon those events. Therefore there’s no duty on my part to search for it.”

morsmoon:

oh you watched a movie I recommended????? you listened to a song I told you about ?????? you read one of my favourite books ?????? do you know that I would literally kill for you ????? let’s drink each others blood

eebie:

i may be attracted to that old man

leztat:

Panna a Netvor (1978) // Death and the Maiden by Ana Sánchez

elainiisms:

i want you carnally *shoves a knife into your abdomen*

fallbabylon:

Memento Mori- Pisa Camposanto, Italy

soracities:

jestter:

on death with 1. lilies abounded, @petfurniture, twitter; 2. frances molina, “o’death”

Garden of Death, Hugo Simberg

willgrahamscock:

they’re horrors to YOU, however i’m turned on by them

cherithmorte:

brigantias-isles:

Swan Boats  ❀