nolite te bastardes carborundorum
I'm Lia. I'm 24. I'm from Kentucky and my mother said to get things done, you'd better not mess with major tom.
As they drive up the river road, there are sixty thousand trees which he sees, but does not touch. Like him, she is confined in the speeding car, but she touches every tree. - Tom Robbins, Another Roadside Attraction
As they drive up the river road, there are sixty thousand trees which he sees, but does not touch. Like him, she is confined in the speeding car, but she touches every tree. - Tom Robbins, Another Roadside Attraction
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Francis Picabia. Masque Ouvert, circa 1936.
In Wikipedia
Kurt Anderson
(Source: devonannasmith)
model: Freshie Juice
photographer: Rayne Tupelo
location (and general greatness): Karen Jerzyk
Soft Body II 2013
Sea Oleena | Southbound
Yes, I’m a little bit wasted.
Just like a six-string, I sing only when I’m pressured
Or when I’m alone with a rhythm and a reason.
Heading for the season of the winter coat,
Heartbeat heavy as a suicide note.
Yes, I’m a little bit wasted;
Nevermind valentine, walking in a straight line,
Trying out my voice for the first time.
Grey lake, paint-stained body of water
To the left of the runway.
Drop me a line when you finally arrive on the runway.
(Reblogged from mrrussia)
Ferdinand Hodler
(Source: canvasobsession)
Untitled, Oil on Canvas, 24x36,” 2013
I have some prints available for my work on Society 6.
Your blog continues to be a source of inspiration on a daily basis. Thank you for all that you do.
untitled by lichtempfindlich on Flickr.
