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nymphoninjas:

a submission that deserves more attention #32

In addition to being framed and lit beautifully, this photo is just perfection to me.

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Current status.

It’s a gorgeous, brisk autumn day. I woke up early and I’ve already been super productive.

My head is going to be all over the place today, but I feel like I can totally handle it.

marley-hendrix:

Salvador Dalí in collaboration with Walt Disney.

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I want to believe in the beauty of my strangeness.

axman:

Photo by: Sarah White

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This puts me in the spirit of Christmas more than any carol or TV special can.

yayponies:

It’s a time-honored tradition at Navy homecomings – one lucky sailor is chosen to be first off the ship for the long-awaited kiss with a loved one.
Today, for the first time, the happily reunited couple was gay.

The dock landing ship Oak Hill has been gone for nearly three months, training with military allies in Central America.

As the homecoming drew near, the crew and ship’s family readiness group sold $1 raffle tickets for the first kiss. Petty Officer 2nd Class Marissa Gaeta bought 50 – which is actually fewer than many people buy, she said, so she was surprised Monday to find out she’d won.

Her girlfriend of two years, Petty Officer 3rd Class Citlalic Snell, was waiting when she crossed the brow.

They kissed. The crowd cheered. And with that, another vestige of the policy that forced gays to serve in secrecy vanished.

By Corinne Reilly
The Virginian-Pilot
© December 21, 2011 

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Annie Clark has the most magnificent and unusual sex appeal. She’s a little strange, a little sweet, even a little child-like. Her voice is hauntingly gorgeous. 

Not to mention she’s crazy talented.

limoncellomusings:

St. Vincent at the Met, photo Ryan Muir

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I wonder how these words leap out at him when he looks at the page. The process of him finding his own poetry and feeling in the books he reads is beautiful. The words are beautiful, too. 

tylerknott:

I remember
us.
Beautiful
and
exhaustless
we loved.
Both hands
full of
life,
we loved.

-Tyler Knott Gregson-

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“Anything is a waste of time unless you are fucking well or creating well or getting well or looming toward a kind of phantom-love-happiness.” – Charles Bukowski

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I go back and forth in terms of inking myself up. I have a few ideas and, I’m fairly sure, the means to do it, but the idea of how permanent it is kind of freaks me out. Also, I don’t want to deal with the “why the hell’d you do that?” from my family. But, oh, so tempting. 

lustfulkitty:

such a sensual painting…