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Nessa. 20. Melbourne. PR student. Tea addict. iPhone reliant. Shopaholic. Pop culture, philosophy and history obsessed.
What I did with my day:
-Slept in
-Spent an hour in bed preparing myself to face the world
-Tidied my room
-Saw my girly and took her for lunch
-Took car selfies (evidence of this as seen above)
-Now I’m at another friends place stealing her tea
So basically I’ve spent my day procrastinating.
A scene from Cannes during the International Film Festival, 1962. See more photos here.
106 year old Armenian woman guarding her house with an Ak-47. In the village of Degh, near the border of Azerbaijan.
(via thegrimlife)
“I want you to tell me about every person you’ve ever been in love with. Tell me why you loved them, then tell me why they loved you. Tell me about a day in your life you didn’t think you’d live through. Tell me what the word “home” means to you and tell me in a way that I’ll know your mothers name just by the way you describe your bed room when you were 8. See, I wanna know the first time you felt the weight of hate and if that day still trembles beneath your bones. Do you kiss your friends on the cheek? Do you think that anger is a sincere emotion or just the timid motion of a fragile heart trying to beat away its pain? See, I wanna know what you think of your first name. And if you often lie awake at night and imagine your mothers joy when she spoke it for the very first time. I want you tell me all the ways you’ve been unkind. Tell me all the ways you’ve been cruel. Do you believe that Mary was really a virgin? Do you believe that Moses really parted the sea? And if you don’t believe in miracles, tell me, how would you explain the miracle of my life to me? And for all the times you’ve knelt before the temple of yourself, have the prayers you’ve asked come true? And if they didn’t did you feel denied? And if you felt denied, denied by who? I wanna know what you see when you look in the mirror on a day you’re feeling good. I wanna know what you see in the mirror on a day a day you’re feeling bad. I wanna know the first person who ever taught you your beauty could ever be reflected on a lousy piece of glass. If you ever reach enlightenment, will you remember how to laugh? Have you ever been a song? See, I wanna know more than what you do for a living. I wanna know how much of your life you spend just giving. And if you love yourself enough to also receive sometimes. I wanna know if you bleed sometimes through other people’s wounds. And if you dream sometimes that this life is just a balloon that if you wanted to you could pop—but you never would because you’d never want it to stop.”
Andrea Gibson“Good guys need to be a little dirty otherwise they’re just boring”
Vincent Cassel(Source: chanelbagsandcigarettedrags)
Anti-Tractionist Asia: youcantcancelquidditch: the assassination of franz ferdinand was...→
the assassination of franz ferdinand was actually the most hilariously botched assassination attempt of all time though like i can’t even explain to you how badly it went i mean there were six guys and the first one chickened out and the second one forgot to factor in the delay on a hand grenade so it exploded like three cars past the archduke’s so the guy took a cyanide pill and threw himself into a river, but the cyanide was expired and the river was six inches deep so the police just pulled him out and took him off to jail and then everyone else basically gave up and headed home, and then the driver of the archduke took a wrong turn and the car stalled next to the last of the six guys, and he was just like “what a crazy random happenstance” and started world war one
Saying casual sex destroys your ability to form meaningful romantic relationships is like saying that talking to a stranger a the bus stop takes away the meaning of your friendships.
(via zu-ella)
