sounds to melt your brain

This has nothing to do with us here. Right now, somewhere else, someone is telling a story. A different story. A saga, a romance. It doesn’t matter. It is sustaining the universe. That’s why we are still here. You can’t stop stories from being told.
— The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus (via quote-book)

(via booklover)

graindebeaute:

Gustavo Poblete

graindebeaute:

Gustavo Poblete

(Source: , via storylet)

inhats:

kiddsinister:

posts-that-only-suck-a-little(via fucknicethings)
zucherman:

“It was a wonderful meal at Michaud’s after we got in; but when we had finished and there was no question of hunger any more the feeling that had been like hunger when we were on the bridge was still there when we caught the bus home.  It was there when we came in the room and after we had gone to bed and made love in the dark, it was there.  When I woke with the windows open and the moonlight on the roofs of the tall houses, it was there.  I put my face away from the moonlight into the shadow but I could not sleep and lay awake thinking about it.  We had both wakened twice in the night and my wife slept sweetly now with the moonlight on her face.  I had to try to think it out and I was too stupid.  Life had seemed so simple that morning when I had wakened and found the false spring and heard the pipes of the man with his herd of goats and gone out and bought the racing paper.
But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.”
-Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

zucherman:

“It was a wonderful meal at Michaud’s after we got in; but when we had finished and there was no question of hunger any more the feeling that had been like hunger when we were on the bridge was still there when we caught the bus home.  It was there when we came in the room and after we had gone to bed and made love in the dark, it was there.  When I woke with the windows open and the moonlight on the roofs of the tall houses, it was there.  I put my face away from the moonlight into the shadow but I could not sleep and lay awake thinking about it.  We had both wakened twice in the night and my wife slept sweetly now with the moonlight on her face.  I had to try to think it out and I was too stupid.  Life had seemed so simple that morning when I had wakened and found the false spring and heard the pipes of the man with his herd of goats and gone out and bought the racing paper.

But Paris was a very old city and we were young and nothing was simple there, not even poverty, nor sudden money, nor the moonlight, nor right and wrong nor the breathing of someone who lay beside you in the moonlight.”

-Hemingway, A Moveable Feast

librarysciences:

I feel ya’ little dude. 

librarysciences:

I feel ya’ little dude. 

(via theanimalblog)

browndemy:

GenreswapFringe as Alice In Wonderland

browndemy:

Genreswap
Fringe as Alice In Wonderland

(Source: demycrawley, via flowerings)

taylorgangswag:

Oh god haahhaa

taylorgangswag:

Oh god haahhaa

(via gorgeousnerd)

sealust:

Raging Instinct (by swinspeed)

sealust:

Raging Instinct (by swinspeed)

pudgykitties:

Meals eaten with pudgy kitties are always more fun! <3

pudgykitties:

Meals eaten with pudgy kitties are always more fun! <3

cat versus human
allcreatures:

A lion cub is carried in its mother’s mouth in the Masai Mara game reserve in Kenya. The mother had taken her newborn out into the open for the first time and had just finished feeding it when the excited youngster misbehaved. The clumsy cub went back for more food and roughly nuzzled at the mother’s belly, causing her to let out a painful roar. The angry lioness then picked the baby lion up by the scruff of the neck with her mouth and carried the hapless youngster back to their den. Picture: Karsten Lehmkuhl/BNPS.co.uk

allcreatures:

A lion cub is carried in its mother’s mouth in the Masai Mara game reserve in Kenya. The mother had taken her newborn out into the open for the first time and had just finished feeding it when the excited youngster misbehaved. The clumsy cub went back for more food and roughly nuzzled at the mother’s belly, causing her to let out a painful roar. The angry lioness then picked the baby lion up by the scruff of the neck with her mouth and carried the hapless youngster back to their den. Picture: Karsten Lehmkuhl/BNPS.co.uk

cuteboyswithcats:

with my cat labia
-smokestainedwalls
interesting name?

First thought: THAT LOOKS LIKE MY KITTY
Second thought: What the hell did you name your cat?

cuteboyswithcats:

with my cat labia

-smokestainedwalls

interesting name?

First thought: THAT LOOKS LIKE MY KITTY

Second thought: What the hell did you name your cat?

(Source: cuteboyswithcats)