dildoreo:

dildoreo:

one time i took a picture of a tiger at the zoo and the tiger smiled for the picture it was very great and the best picture i’ve ever taken

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petparent:

Please tag your opinions as wrong 

moonkistprincess:

"i was born in the wrong generation" i say as i steal my grandkids hoverboards because fuck you i was promised these years ago

  • Me in the Hunger Games: What's the wifi code for this arena?
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When Van Gogh was a young man in his early twenties, he was in London studying to be a clergyman. He had no thought of being an artist at all. he sat in his cheap little room writing a letter to his younger brother in Holland, whom he loved very much. He looked out his window at a watery twilight, a thin lamppost, a star, and he said in his letter something like this: “it is so beautiful I must show you how it looks.” And then on his cheap ruled note paper, he made the most beautiful, tender, little drawing of it.

When I read this letter of Van Gogh’s it comforted me very much and seemed to throw a clear light on the whole road of Art. Before, I thought that to produce a work of painting or literature, you scowled and thought long and ponderously and weighed everything solemnly and learned everything that all artists had ever done aforetime, and what their influences and schools were, and you were extremely careful about *design* and *balance* and getting *interesting planes* into your painting, and avoided, with the most astringent severity, showing the faintest *academical* tendency, and were strictly modern. And so on and so on.

But the moment I read Van Gogh’s letter I knew what art was, and the creative impulse. It is a feeling of love and enthusiasm for something, and in a direct, simple, passionate and true way, you try to show this beauty in things to others, by drawing it.

And Van Gogh’s little drawing on the cheap note paper was a work of art because he loved the sky and the frail lamppost against it so seriously that he made the drawing with the most exquisite conscientiousness and care.

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– Brenda UelandIf You Want to Write: A Book about Art, Independence and Spirit (via raggedybearcat)

psyducker:

do u ever lie on ur side and a small tear leaks out and ur just like whoa wtf body I know I’m sad but not that sad

whitebeyonce:

the scary thing about dating is that you are either going to marry that person or break up

rejecters:

oh so you straighten your hair?

but you dont want to gay your hair dont you you little homophobic bastard

padalesexy:

this vine is too real

buckydixon:

xlauren13x:

I’ll take the man and the car. 

Fuck

buckydixon:

xlauren13x:

I’ll take the man and the car. 

Fuck

silentauroriamthereal:

peacelovehappinessandwriting:

jamesfactscalvin:

mrshudsonstolemytardis:

Prince Harry and John Barrowman both do a mutual high five/ass slap combo omg

Can we just appreciate that John smacked Prince Harry’s royal ass so hard that the guy actually had to rub himself a little while John waves his hand

Can we just appreciate that John smacked Prince Harry’s royal ass 

It’s basically illegal not to reblog this.

name-the-blue-rose:

gethenian:

prokopetz:

Today on Social Anxiety Theatre: mentally rehearsing elaborate justifications for completely innocuous actions just in case some hypothetical interlocutor demands an explanation.

Oh my god OTHER PEOPLE DO THIS TOO???

I had no idea this was so common. Damn.

xbox420:

delva:

well this did not go to plan

this is cyber bullying

xbox420:

delva:

well this did not go to plan

this is cyber bullying