Whatever it takes - and Wherever it takes me

Jupiter and Io, Atonio Allegri da Correggio (1530)

I’M DA SMOKE MONSTAHHH

I LOVE THIS!

(Reblogged from iamsosorry)

That’s My Bush of the Day: George W. Bush shakes hands with Haitians, proceeds to wipe their hospitality on Bill Clinton’s shirt.

Class act.

[breitbart.]

That man is so disturbing *shiver*

(Reblogged from thedailywhat)

Mar 22

New Day

Two days ago I broke up with my boyfriend of 3 years. Horrible. If only I could say he was not a good person or mistreated me or even that we fought often. The only thing I Can say is that the love is gone for me. It was coming for quite a while and I had felt terrible for what I felt was living a lie. He didn’t see it coming. He’s devastated. He doesn’t deserve that. How do I make him understand that it’s really not something he has or hasn’t done? How do I help? Why don’t people understand that sometimes you love someone without being in love? *CLICHE groan* Should I have stayed just to keep him from being hurt or do I deserve to be happy? Teeter totter and there is no balance.

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fuckyeahwonderland:

chopa:

Cheshire | by Pechan

love it, loveitloveitloveitloveit!!! THAT’s how I feel!

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turnofthecentury:

billyjane:Illustration for T.W.Rolleston’s Tale of Lohengrin by Willy Pogany,1914

via archive.org

Pandora’s Box?

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fuckyeahwonderland:

Alice | by Sergey Tyukanov

I love it! Sign me up; I’m travelin’!

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are2:

Braille

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are2:

kaktak:

Brazil

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Mar 19

turnofthecentury:

Gustav Klimt ~Mäda Primavesi, 1912

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When do we stop living for other people? How much is enough? When is not enough, not enough?

Mar 18

luckyshirt:

These Magie Eye puzzles suck.

I’ve been staring at this thing for over two hours.

It looks like a fire truck in a ball gown sitting in a teacup with Don King.

Am I close?

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First word I saw: leave.

So I did.

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blessedrelief:

kaleidoscopekaleidoscope:

liquidnight:

So they walked on together through the wood, Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn, till they came out into another open field, and here the Fawn gave a sudden bound into the air, and shook itself free from Alice’s arm.

“I’m a Fawn!” it cried out in a voice of delight. “And, dear me! you’re a human child!”

A sudden look of alarm came into its beautiful brown eyes, and in another moment it had darted away at full speed.

From Through The Looking-Glass and What Alice Found There by Lewis Carroll, Illustrated by Sir John Tenniel, Chapter III: Looking-Glass Insects

From The Annotated Alice by Martin Garnder, 1960