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Social Dead Zone: Just a broken head... →
socialdead: Broken gif via … and, if there’s a visual analogue to Hollings’ Twitter “non-people”, it’s got to be these broken gifs: melting heads and jaws, the horror of the pixelated self… I was just a broken head I stole the world that others punctured Now I stumble through the…
iamlindy: Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy— think about such things. // Philippians 4:8
are we just going to ignore the fact that the king...
vanehwasreal: i mean what what the fuck gustav no stop it gustav please
You don’t know nights of love? No petals of soft words float on your blood? No...– Rainer Maria Rilke; ”Paris, summer 1909,” from Uncollected Poems, translation by Edward Snow (via frenchtwist)