April 2013
2 posts
tomhiddlestonswife:
i wonder what marketing for penile cancer would look like?
“I LOVE PENIS”
“SAVE THE PENISES”
“SAVE SEX”
and if women wore some of their shirts or bracelets, they would be seen as whores or sluts or asking for it, maybe even resulting in rape, but when men wear “save the boobies” or “save second base” shirts, they are applauded for caring about a human being by yet again...
March 2013
8 posts
February 2013
3 posts
Geologise.: Hello, everyone!As you may have read a... →
geologise:
Hello, everyone!
As you may have read a few days back, geologise was added to lenblr’s resource list for photographers on tumblr who would like to submit their photography.
This addition has lead to a great increase in followers, as well as more submissions that are all queued up.
The people…
January 2013
2 posts
Hate to Bring This Up Again
paragonparadigm:
Just a reminder, I still do commissions.
In fact, the situation at my house is pretty dire at the moment. My husband and I have less than five bucks to our name and pretty much no food in the house. We’ve run out of baby formula, but thankfully we managed to scrape together enough cash this morning to get a small can that should at least last the day. Thankfully, we still have...
November 2012
2 posts
October 2012
1 post
August 2012
14 posts
Frustrated, humming with your head under the pillow, like the end of a day where...
– Robert Smith on the Cure song “Close To Me”, 1988 Interview (via moldavia)
I mean, I have the feeling that something in my mind is poisoning everything...
– Lolita, Vladimir Nabokov (via radical-nyan)
July 2012
15 posts
What does it matter how many lovers you have if none of them gives you the...
– Jacques Lacan, via Fette Sans (via ubuwaits)
Mirrors should think longer before they reflect.
– Jean Cocteau (via reverieofromance)
[B]e open to the possibility that you are wrong, and not confuse what feels good...
– Carl Sagan (via politicalprof)
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June 2012
58 posts
A pair of wings, a different respiratory system, which enabled us to travel...
– Marcel Proust, The Captive (via marlinspikeafterdark)
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