#all of my aesthetic aspirations
my fall look today is winged eyeliner, plum lipstick, and a look on my face like i’m fucking your boyfriend and can’t wait for you to find out.
My fall look is simple liner with bold lashes, burgundy lipstick, a gleam in my eyes that let’s men know that I’ll suck their dick, their money out of their bank accounts, and the souls right out of their bodies.
this is my favorite post on tumblr currently
This fall, my look is going to be about brows so strong they could ko anyone, lips so dark it’s like staring into the abyss of space, and eyeliner so precise you know I throw knives as a hobby.
The work of Taiwanese photographer Yung Cheng Lin rests somewhere on the boundary of surrealism, sensuality and the grotesque. Testament to this is his latest series of keenly manipulated imagery of the human form. Leaning heavily on voyeurism, the photo set features the human body in various twisted yet intimate contexts against against ethereal settings, making for a captivating series.
"At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely fact of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare."
Emma Stone attends the Opening Ceremony and ‘Birdman’ premiere during the 71st Venice Film Festival on August 27, 2014 in Venice, Italy.
(Source: emstonesdaily, via sydneysage)
my type of public transportation
“Why were you late in today?”
“Oh, I got tied up on the subway…”
I was always 50/50 on whether to reblog this but the last comment pushed it to like 95/5 in favor.
"What’s our stop?"
"You’ll get off when I tell you to."
The Black Dragonfish(Idiacanthus atlanticus) of the Stomiidae family.
I love how this is like a creature from hell but it has like little pink cheeks
deep sea anime blush stickers
fun fact those pink cheeks glow to attract unsuspecting prey
fashionable and functional with a dash of abject terror
Perhaps senpai will notice me SO I CAN CONSUME HIS FLESH