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Why do we spend our nights on Tumblr


( ) Because we have no social life.

( ) Because our friends don’t call us to get out.

(X) Because we are too sexy for the world outside, and mere mortals don’t deserve to breathe the same air as we do.

(Source : whenmomentsblog, via arustycauldron)

Les femmes sont des femmes, qu’importe leur sexe,
Et les hommes sont des hommes, dans le même respect.

Nous pouvons être les deux à la fois, voir un mixe des deux,
Ou nous pouvons n’être aucun des deux, si ça nous convient.

Mais les gens sont des gens, qu’importe leur(s) morceau(x):
Parce-que ce qui compte vraiment est dans nos cœurs.

(Source : chotpot, via dykeordead)

I believe that Magic is Art and Art whether it be music, writing, sculpture or any other, is literally magic. Art, like any magic, the science of manipulating symbols, words or images, to achieve changes in consciousness… Indeed to cast a spell is simply to manipulate words, to change people’s consciousness, and this is why I believe that an artist or a writer is the closest thing in the contemporary world to a Shaman.
– Alan Moore

(Source : ladylavona.blogspot.com)

I live alone, entirely alone. I never speak to anyone, never; I receive nothing, I give nothing… When you live alone you no longer know what it is to tell something: the plausible disappears at the same time as the friends. You let events flow past; suddenly you see people pop up who speak and who go away, you plunge into stories without beginning or end: you make a terrible witness. But in compensation, one misses nothing, no improbability or story, each too tall to be believed in cafes.
– Jean-Paul Sartre, La Nausée  (via funeral)

(Source : fuckyeahexistentialism, via funeral)

erosfresh:

i don’t see a different do you.. re-blog if you agree  

erosfresh:

i don’t see a different do you.. re-blog if you agree  

(via dykeordead)

Even if [lolita] was a desire to be a little girl, I don’t see anything wrong with that. Why do we have to live in a world where we’re forced to leave innocence, magic, and wonder behind just because we reach a certain age? I enjoy the same things I did as a little girl, and I won’t ever “grow up” to suit society’s demands. It’s like The Who’s song My Generation with the lyric “I hope I die before I get old”… It doesn’t actually mean old as in old age. It means old as in losing your sense of wonder. I see many children who are “old”… and they’re getting “old” at progressively younger ages. It makes me sad.
archiemcphee:

Witches are people too!!
[via classic television showbiz and Bewitched]

archiemcphee:

Witches are people too!!

[via classic television showbiz and Bewitched]

(via nanakleinfrankenheim)

Why do we spend our nights on Tumblr


( ) Because we have no social life.

( ) Because our friends don’t call us to get out.

(X) Because we are too sexy for the world outside, and mere mortals don’t deserve to breathe the same air as we do.

(Source : whenmomentsblog, via arustycauldron)

Les femmes sont des femmes, qu’importe leur sexe,
Et les hommes sont des hommes, dans le même respect.

Nous pouvons être les deux à la fois, voir un mixe des deux,
Ou nous pouvons n’être aucun des deux, si ça nous convient.

Mais les gens sont des gens, qu’importe leur(s) morceau(x):
Parce-que ce qui compte vraiment est dans nos cœurs.

(Source : chotpot, via dykeordead)


Photo Courtesy: nopants-party

Photo Courtesy: nopants-party

(Source : fistful-of-flowers, via arustycauldron)

I believe that Magic is Art and Art whether it be music, writing, sculpture or any other, is literally magic. Art, like any magic, the science of manipulating symbols, words or images, to achieve changes in consciousness… Indeed to cast a spell is simply to manipulate words, to change people’s consciousness, and this is why I believe that an artist or a writer is the closest thing in the contemporary world to a Shaman.
– Alan Moore

(Source : ladylavona.blogspot.com)

I live alone, entirely alone. I never speak to anyone, never; I receive nothing, I give nothing… When you live alone you no longer know what it is to tell something: the plausible disappears at the same time as the friends. You let events flow past; suddenly you see people pop up who speak and who go away, you plunge into stories without beginning or end: you make a terrible witness. But in compensation, one misses nothing, no improbability or story, each too tall to be believed in cafes.
– Jean-Paul Sartre, La Nausée  (via funeral)

(Source : fuckyeahexistentialism, via funeral)

erosfresh:

i don’t see a different do you.. re-blog if you agree  

erosfresh:

i don’t see a different do you.. re-blog if you agree  

(via dykeordead)

Even if [lolita] was a desire to be a little girl, I don’t see anything wrong with that. Why do we have to live in a world where we’re forced to leave innocence, magic, and wonder behind just because we reach a certain age? I enjoy the same things I did as a little girl, and I won’t ever “grow up” to suit society’s demands. It’s like The Who’s song My Generation with the lyric “I hope I die before I get old”… It doesn’t actually mean old as in old age. It means old as in losing your sense of wonder. I see many children who are “old”… and they’re getting “old” at progressively younger ages. It makes me sad.
archiemcphee:

Witches are people too!!
[via classic television showbiz and Bewitched]

archiemcphee:

Witches are people too!!

[via classic television showbiz and Bewitched]

(via nanakleinfrankenheim)

Why do we spend our nights on Tumblr
"I believe that Magic is Art and Art whether it be music, writing, sculpture or any other, is literally magic. Art, like any magic, the science of manipulating symbols, words or images, to achieve changes in consciousness… Indeed to cast a spell is simply to manipulate words, to change people’s consciousness, and this is why I believe that an artist or a writer is the closest thing in the contemporary world to a Shaman."
"I live alone, entirely alone. I never speak to anyone, never; I receive nothing, I give nothing… When you live alone you no longer know what it is to tell something: the plausible disappears at the same time as the friends. You let events flow past; suddenly you see people pop up who speak and who go away, you plunge into stories without beginning or end: you make a terrible witness. But in compensation, one misses nothing, no improbability or story, each too tall to be believed in cafes."
"Even if [lolita] was a desire to be a little girl, I don’t see anything wrong with that. Why do we have to live in a world where we’re forced to leave innocence, magic, and wonder behind just because we reach a certain age? I enjoy the same things I did as a little girl, and I won’t ever “grow up” to suit society’s demands. It’s like The Who’s song My Generation with the lyric “I hope I die before I get old”… It doesn’t actually mean old as in old age. It means old as in losing your sense of wonder. I see many children who are “old”… and they’re getting “old” at progressively younger ages. It makes me sad."

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