What do you Hear? ...Nothing but the rain



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"Then grab your gun and bring in the cat"
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Smash Putt 2012

Booze, Art, Mini Golf…and Certain Death

12:38 pm, by rhiannonds

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Great Northern - Warning

08:41 am, by rhiannonds



oh heeeeeeey, I has this. yup <3

oh heeeeeeey, I has this. yup <3

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EMP Scream Boothin&#8217; w/the gurls

EMP Scream Boothin’ w/the gurls

08:30 am, by rhiannonds

too…damn…cute

08:47 am, by rhiannonds3 notes

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.

Anais Nin (via retrojapan)

<3l-s<3

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08:38 am, reblogged from contra natura. by rhiannonds66 notes



Um, help me out tumblr? Where can I purchase this hotness?

Um, help me out tumblr? Where can I purchase this hotness?

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Gotye ft. Kimbra - Somebody I Used to Know

06:52 am, by rhiannonds2 notes


Walk Off the Earth - Somebody That I Used to Know

08:29 am, by rhiannonds

this is totally my dog Helo if I were to bring home a basket of kittens….

12:02 pm, reblogged from sad :( by rhiannonds113,555 notes

My pen knows what to do. I close my eyes and I see this girl who glows. A girl who radiates. When she smiles, she beams. She warms my heart. I open my eyes with a feeling of floating past all the garbage around me. I will emerge unscathed because I will not endeavor to hide myself from whatever is coming. Bring on the worst. I welcome it with open arms.

Henry Rollins, Black Coffee Blues (via iloveyoulessthanpunk

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Saviour come my way.: The Kiss

neonmedusa:

by Anne Sexton

My mouth blooms like a cut.
I’ve been wronged all year, tedious
nights, nothing but rough elbows in them
and delicate boxes of Kleenex calling crybaby
crybaby, you fool!

 

Before today my body was useless.
Now it’s tearing at its square corners.
It’s tearing old Mary’s garments…


since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says

we are for each other; then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

e. e. cummings

12:53 pm, by rhiannonds

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Nouvelle Vague - The Killing Moon

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