by Klaus Bulgrin

I’m gonna eat this rock. The whole rock. Just eat it. 

Sometimes…sometimes you just gotta eat a rock.

Note that the wolf has separated an old, weakened rock from the rest of the herd…

(Source: elegantwerewolves, via wisteria-spirit)



Fox by Wild and Wondrous

So fucking fluffffyyyyy

(via ginger-haze)


via FaceHunter.

(Source: facehunter.org, via whichwitchmagic)

Dear mother,

Do not question me when you come into my room and I am playing the air harmonica. You should expect much worse when you enter a teenagers room without knocking. Plus you have to agree, I looked like a total rock star.


It was Green Day and I couldn’t help myself. 

"She had a habit of walking around in white cotton panties and writing poetry on the back of crumpled envelopes."

Who ever sent me this: thank you! This is rad.


How do you like your fruit

(via pegando-a-saidera)


do you ever look around at the big crowds of people around you and realize everyone has a story and memories and family and troubles and achievements and a first kiss and a broken heart but you’ll never know any of it and every human life is really intricate and expansive but oh they’ve walked into a shop and you’ll never see them again and you’ll never know just what they were thinking 

(Source: bakrua, via lrrpickering)

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