Ellie. East of England. Atheist. Queer.

Porn to gore. Landscapes to love.

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theories-of:

Minor White-point lobos, california-1948 

teacher: you need a 3 ring binder in my class
teacher: *doesn't hole punch anything*

dashdrive:

everyone has seen dicks they didn’t want to see

"

No one ever suspected a girl.
She was the wicked secret in a bedtime story,
The ‘I’ll tell you when you’re older’.
They hid you from the inevitable,
That you would love her,
That she would pick your bones
Between her teeth, and you would
willingly feed her more.

She is:

The girl clutching at knowledge,
An apple, a pomegranate,
In her bloody claw.

She wears:

A red-lipped smile,
(A dagger, really)
Snarling teeth, and a
Body warm under the skin of her latest prey.

Your big bad wolf.

Remember this:

Stories are histories.
She would, and always will,
Wait at your door in the night,
Blow down your house,
Cut out your heart.

You will let her.

Your howl is a deafening revelation. The mirror on the wall is a lie.

The beast you love is her,
and also you.

— the beast you love / o.b. (via nataliedormerr)
"For which f are you drinking to? Fuck, forget, or fun?”
— 10 Word Story (via soulsscrawl)

officialbrucespringsteen:

hey isnt that jonas brother a disney kid

and now he’s half naked everywhere

and everyone is admiring him for growing up so nicely

wasnt miley cyrus a disney kid too

and she was half naked everywhere

and everyone freaked their fuckin shit

snh-snh-snh:

I keep thinking oh man, I’m so immature. How am I allowed to be an adult.

Then I spend time with teenagers.

And it’s like, wow, okay, yeah. I am an adult. I am so adult. Look at me adulting all over the place.

nikolaecuza:

danosaurs-and-philions:

im a bad person who thinks bad thoughts like ‘ew what is that girl wearing’ and then remember that im supposed to be positive about all things and then think ‘no she can wear what she wants, fuck what other people say damn girl u look fabulous’ and im just a teeny bit hypocritical tbh

I was always taught by my mother, That the first thought that goes through your mind is what you have been conditioned to think. What you think next defines who you are.

thrashturbate:

cynical-bee:

thrashturbate:

I’ll bet you’d look adorable grasping at the sheets on my bed

no matter how many times u compliment me im not making ur bed

this has to be one of the best responses I’ve gotten to this text post

 (I work the floor at an independently-owned menswear store. The owner, my boss, spends a lot of time at the shop, and tries to keep prices as low as possible to help our city’s large homeless population get good job interview clothes. A clearly homeless man is wandering around the store. The other patrons are giving him looks.)
Customer: “Excuse me, sir?”
Me: “Yes, ma’am?”
Customer: “I think you may want to call security. That… bum over there, he keeps feeling the suits and muttering to himself. I’m just sure he’s planning to steal one.”
Me: “Well, ma’am, I think that’s quite unlikely.”
Customer: “Oh, come on, you know how they are! I mean, I’d keep an eye on him even if he wasn’t homeless!”
 (The homeless man in question happens to be Hispanic.)
Me: “We don’t discriminate here, ma’am.”
Customer: “Well, I’m sure the owner would want to hear about this!”
 (I give in and call him over. The customer explains her concerns. As a black man, my boss isn’t happy with her racism, but agrees to talk to the homeless man.)
Owner: “Excuse me, sir, are you finding what you need?”
Homeless Man: “Well, not really. I’m hoping for something versatile in a dark or navy wool, but most of the options in my size are cut American style instead of European, which fits me a little better. Not to mention they’re all pinstriped, which I really don’t have the build for, you know?”
Owner: “I… yes, I understand. I think we may have some options over here, if you’ll follow me. How did you know all that?”
Homeless Man: “Back before I lost my job, I used to be really into this stuff. I’m not looking for anything fancy, just something I can use to look good for a job interview later today.”
 (My boss helps him find something he likes, and comes to the counter with him. The suit is priced at $87.)
Homeless Man: *digging in his pockets* “Hang on, I think I’ve got enough.”
Owner: *to me* “Take my card. I’m buying it for him.” *to the homeless man* “Here. The suit’s yours, on one condition. After your interview today, you come back and apply for a job here too. Got it?”
Homeless Man: “I… oh my God, thank you. Thank you so much.”
 (Two years later, that formerly-homeless man is my manager, and has a little girl with his new wife—the owner’s sister.)

First photograph of an electric chair execution. Taken by Tom Howard, 1928.

theladylillibet:

catsidae:

Some things that should be acceptable by now:

  • Girls having sleepovers with boys.
  • Female nipples showing.
  • Marriage equality and equality in general.
  • Doing what you want with your body.
  • Wearing what you want,
  • Kinder eggs in America.

For a second I thought you meant eggs should be nicer to people

supernatural-tardis:

i had a crush on this guy and i decided to pull a Pavlov on him by offering him whenever i saw him  this brand of candy he seemed to really like and after a while whenever he saw me he got excited for a second then you could see his expression shift to wondering the why the hell was he so happy to see me and i swear it was the evilest thing but also the most hilarious i made a guy like me by conditioning him into associating me to a candy he liked

"I watched a girl in a sundress kiss another girl on a park bench, and just as the sunlight spilled perfectly onto both of their hair, I thought to myself: “How bravely beautiful it is, that sometimes, the sea wants the city, even when it has been told its entire life it was meant for the shore.”
— Christopher Poindexter  (via twelvestepped)
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