all new covers for the US [already out] and the UK [coming in September]

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russmcclintock:

Untitled (backstage at Missoni SS15)

russmcclintock:

Untitled (backstage at Missoni SS15)

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this is how i look every day

this is how i look every day

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blushuella:

stay fabulous xx

blushuella:

stay fabulous xx

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My grandfather always said that living is like licking honey off a thorn.
Louis Adamic  (via thatkindofwoman)

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Be careful who you vent to.
Realest shit I’ve heard all morning. (via corivicious)

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fer1972:

The Amazing Surrealism of Jacek Yerka 

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supersonicart:

Martine Johanna’s “The Grand Illusion of Sanity.”

Martine Johanna recently opened a solo show at WALLS Gallery in Amsterdam entitled “The Grand Illusion of Sanity" which is on display until October 5th.  The show is based on society’s demeaning view of women and the psychological effects this has on women.  You can see a few more paintings from the show below!

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I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
note to self (via bl-ossomed)

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sabellerena:

samdesantis:

unicorniallychromantic:

by Kotori Kawashima

Oh my gosh

mi corazon

the fishbowl one killed me

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wilwheaton:

My kids are probably the last generation to be able to identify this on sight. That’s weird.

wilwheaton:

My kids are probably the last generation to be able to identify this on sight. That’s weird.

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love these.

love these.

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Breathe.

You, who takes oxygen from the universe,
and gives back carbon dioxide in return.

You, who basks in sunshine at seven in the morning,
and solidifies your bones with it.

You, whose parts are organs and tissues and cells and elements and molecules and stars.

One day, you will return the dust you’ve borrowed from this old, old universe.

But until then,
Breathe.

You are a piece of this moving everything.

And everything is not everything without you.
dashedlines:

Accessorize (by petercat.harris)

dashedlines:

Accessorize (by petercat.harris)

My name is Maggie. I like things.