On the Clapham Omnibus.

just look into my eyes and then you'll see such poisonous things to make a me. not an angel as you like to say, but a broken toy with strings that fray..

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  5. futurejournalismproject:

    The Morning Reminder: This is where we Live

    Time lapse photos taken from the International Space Station from August to October 2011.

    Edited by Michael König. Music by Jan Jelinek. Images by Image Science & Analysis Laboratory, NASA Johnson Space Center.

    udah gapaham lagi kerennya.

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    “and honey, you should see me in a crown..”

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  9. greeting Fifi from afar, keroyokan. she’s in Manchester now ♥ greeting Fifi from afar, keroyokan. she’s in Manchester now ♥
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    greeting Fifi from afar, keroyokan. she’s in Manchester now ♥

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  13. "Dammit I’m mad.
    Evil is a deed as I live.
    God, am I reviled? I rise, my bed on a sun, I melt.
    To be not one man emanating is sad. I piss.
    Alas, it is so late. Who stops to help?
    Man, it is hot. I’m in it. I tell.
    I am not a devil. I level “Mad Dog”.
    Ah, say burning is, as a deified gulp,
    In my halo of a mired rum tin.
    I erase many men. Oh, to be man, a sin.
    Is evil in a clam? In a trap?
    No. It is open. On it I was stuck.
    Rats peed on hope. Elsewhere dips a web.
    Be still if I fill its ebb.
    Ew, a spider… eh?
    We sleep. Oh no!
    Deep, stark cuts saw it in one position.
    Part animal, can I live? Sin is a name.
    Both, one… my names are in it.
    Murder? I’m a fool.
    A hymn I plug, deified as a sign in ruby ash,
    A Goddam level I lived at.
    On mail let it in. I’m it.
    Oh, sit in ample hot spots. Oh wet!
    A loss it is alas (sip). I’d assign it a name.
    Name not one bottle minus an ode by me:
    “Sir, I deliver. I’m a dog”
    Evil is a deed as I live.
    Dammit I’m mad."

     - A palindrome poem by Demetri Martin. (via ramdaffe)
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    • Alexandria: why are you killing everybody? why are you making everybody die?
    • Roy Walker: it's my story.
    • Alexandria: mine, too.
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  16. "Victims of a sudden impact are some of the hardest to treat. It’s not just the collision that injures them. It’s everything after. The centrifugal force keeps them moving, tossing them from vehicles, throwing them through windshields, slamming their internal organs into the skeleton. Their bodies are injured over and over again. So there’s no way to know how much damage has actually been done… Until they stop."

     - dr. Meredith Grey, Grey’s Anatomy season 8 eps. 10: “Suddenly”

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Artist: Viktor Hertz (@Hertzen83)
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Artist: Viktor Hertz (@Hertzen83)
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