Travelling Through The Wire
iheartmyart:

Lee Harvey Roswell, Oh, Death, Where is Thy Sting?, 2011
(via thekatalice)

iheartmyart:

Lee Harvey Roswell, Oh, Death, Where is Thy Sting?, 2011

(via thekatalice)

thepunkmummy:

There is so much fabulousness about this I dont know where to start

thepunkmummy:

There is so much fabulousness about this I dont know where to start

narcodigitalhedonist:

Lady by SimonWeaner
justmakemexscream:

this kid understood life too early

justmakemexscream:

this kid understood life too early

fuckyeahquotez:

Madder Red - Yeasayer

fuckyeahquotez:

Madder Red - Yeasayer

We need beauty. But what right did I have, I kept asking myself, in a world so full of hell?
In his poem, “A Brief for the Defense,” Jack Gilbert attempted an answer. “We must risk delight,” he wrote. Life contains everything. Tear gas in Ferguson. Books read on the grass. Foley’s murder. Dancing in New Orleans, till sunrise blots the stars. We’re meat—fragile and finite. But joy is survival.
areweevenalive:

Lovely
cosmicwolfstorm:

Metropolis by Simon Fetscher
areweevenalive:

☯ † Are We Even Alive † ☯
buckhead1111:

Stairway to Heaven

buckhead1111:

Stairway to Heaven

nxghtmvre:

Akira (1988)

nxghtmvre:

Akira (1988)