Fuck exams, I’ve always wanted to be a mermaid anyway.
(Source: amsterdambubblegum)
12:42 pm • 29 May 2012 • 61 notes
“I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book we are reading doesn’t wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for? We need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us.”
— Franz Kafka (via seabois)
(via seabois)
6:11 pm • 24 May 2012 • 142 notes
Someone please pick up on my sexual innuendos?
5:49 pm • 21 May 2012 • 1 note
“I gave her to hold in her awkward fist the scepter of my passion.”
— Nabakov (via neuholm)
5:43 pm • 21 May 2012 • 1 note
Alexander McQueen (Spring Summer 1998)
(Source: deathandmilk)
5:40 pm • 21 May 2012 • 242 notes