The words, images and the social appendage of myself. Be it a book or a picture or the words from my head, there are just facets of who I am and the way I see the world around me. Hopefully it gives everyone a glimpse beyond the superficial impression.

 

italktosnakes:

msmorstans:

fucoid:

Spend 7 minutes of your life watching this show on gendered marketing

This is brilliant. I specifically buy razors and shaving cream marketed to men because it’s at least 30% cheaper in the US, and yet the quality is way better. 

This video is great.

Blue Force is the name of my next male targeted product.

rubee:

sexhaver:

this picture is a lot funnier if you imagine this seal’s mouth is the black line between its whiskers instead of the one under them

rubee:

sexhaver:

this picture is a lot funnier if you imagine this seal’s mouth is the black line between its whiskers instead of the one under them

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bunnywith:

jadedgalvanizer:

timelordsatan:

ambular-d:

pumpkinlessidjit:

i want there to be an angel that descends from the heavens only when someone is being stupid

and the angel just gently places their hand over the person’s mouth

and whispers in a voice filled with heavenly beauty and love

“no”

ANABIEL

LOOK IT UP

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NEW FAVORITE ANGEL

I pray to this angel every day.

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You won’t find a Van Gogh or a Leonardo in this picture. Nor will you see the impressionist stylings of a Monet or Matisse or Cezanne.
You won’t see anything abstract like Picasso or Munch or Kahlo. She isn’t Pop like Warhol. She doesn’t spatter like Pollock.
She is her own. Comparing her is unfair to what ever style may pour out from her imaginative little mind. She doesn’t know these artists. She is only influenced by her whimsy.
Her art doesn’t hang in massive galleries to hundreds of critic’s trying to determine if these are part of her “blue period”.
They hang appreciatively on a window near the kitchen. The gallery is always open to anyone who wishes to view it. If you want, she will even create a masterpiece on the spot. Just ask.

There will never be a need, though, to compare.

You won’t find a Van Gogh or a Leonardo in this picture. Nor will you see the impressionist stylings of a Monet or Matisse or Cezanne.
You won’t see anything abstract like Picasso or Munch or Kahlo. She isn’t Pop like Warhol. She doesn’t spatter like Pollock.
She is her own. Comparing her is unfair to what ever style may pour out from her imaginative little mind. She doesn’t know these artists. She is only influenced by her whimsy.
Her art doesn’t hang in massive galleries to hundreds of critic’s trying to determine if these are part of her “blue period”.
They hang appreciatively on a window near the kitchen. The gallery is always open to anyone who wishes to view it. If you want, she will even create a masterpiece on the spot. Just ask.

There will never be a need, though, to compare.

The anticipation of being tickled is often more intense than actually being tickled.

The anticipation of being tickled is often more intense than actually being tickled.

igotkittypryde:

brianmichaelbendis:

It’s a World Of Darkness And Chaos… // artwork by Marko Manev (2013)

Wow!!!! This stuff is wicked cool!!!

Beautiful artwork

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