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http://soundcloud.com/nicepupils. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . You're a beautiful person, and a wonderful addition to this planet. I love you.

thrillerscope:

A/T/O/S
What I Need

thrillerscope:

A/T/O/S

What I Need


Aug 3rd at 6PM / via: thrillerscope / op: thrillerscope / tagged: Esta. Future. Lexo. vibes. / 4 notes
thrillerscope:

Esta.
Lexo

thrillerscope:

Esta.

Lexo


Jul 31st at 1PM / via: nicoleslaw / op: magictransistor / 598 notes

magictransistor:

Luigi Serafini, Codex Seraphinianus [Franco Maria Ricci], 1981.

(Source: cetteadressecomportecinquantesignes.com)


Jul 26th at 3PM / tagged: wilfred. advice. quote. / 1 note

Nice Pupils winter album and live show equipment

Hey! I haven’t posted in a while, due to strange circumstances, if you could, please help me raise funds to restore stolen music equipment. Thank you for your time. I’m working on the release of an album, and I need your help to make it incredible!


"Nobody will ever truly understand you.
It is impossible.
But the beauty is in those who try to.
Do not settle for someone who doesn’t ask you why your favourite colour is what it is.
Do not settle for someone who doesn’t ask you what you think of your name or if its meaning comforts you or disturbs you.
Do not waste your time on people who do not try to unravel the complexities at your core.
Hold on to those who are in love with your mind,
Fascinated by your thoughts,
Addicted to the scent of your soul,
The touch of your words.
When you find someone that is mesmerized by the intangible;
Who admires what lies within you,
Both the light and dark, do not let them go.
They are the keepers."

D.A. (via pulchritudinous-mindds)

(Source: pulchritudinous-mindds)


Jul 24th at 12PM / via: heartsuniteasone / op: nymphetgarden / 39,756 notes

phoenix-fires:

nymphetgarden:

Namaste means “my soul recognizes yours” not “I tripped really hard at a festival once and now I’m filled with the wisdom of the Earth”

Bless this lol

finally someone said it. much love.


"It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for. It doesn’t interest me how old you are, I want to know if you are willing to risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine. It doesn’t interest me where you live or how rich you are, I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and be sweet to the ones you love. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and truly like the company you keep in the empty moments of your life."

Jon Blais. I will always reblog this! (via meditationsinwonderland)


Jul 24th at 12PM / via: heartsuniteasone / op: zodiacbaby / 327,344 notes
cosmic-plur:

wolfs-faye:

halcyonspfenix:

jumpingjackolantern:

aetherbox:

minimalistic-future:

zodiacbaby:

here’s some burning sage to cleanse ur blog of bad energies 

I felt obligated to reblog this

It’d be hilarious if reblogging an image of this actually had the same effect for a tumblr dashboard

let’s find out

Some good juju right here.

Bye bye bad energy!

Good jujuuuu

clearing the air, making way for the new 

cosmic-plur:

wolfs-faye:

halcyonspfenix:

jumpingjackolantern:

aetherbox:

minimalistic-future:

zodiacbaby:

here’s some burning sage to cleanse ur blog of bad energies 

I felt obligated to reblog this

It’d be hilarious if reblogging an image of this actually had the same effect for a tumblr dashboard

let’s find out

Some good juju right here.

Bye bye bad energy!

Good jujuuuu

clearing the air, making way for the new 


etheral-merkabah:

i-love-mmfd:

makeoutinheaven:

dunebat:

coldswarkids:

edwardspoonhands:

thelegendofkungjew:

doxian:

d-dinosaur:

rknjl:

newvagabond:

NO “TELEPHONES”. TALK TO EACH OTHER. FACE TO FACE ONLY. WRITE A LETTER. SEND A TELEGRAM TO YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 1860. LIVE.

NO ‘WRITING’… TALK TO EACH OTHER. THROW A ROCK AT YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 10,000 BCE.  LIVE.

URGGA. ROU GRAAURH. RUH.
<SMACKS HANDS ON WALL WITH PAINT.>

NO ‘HIGHER BRAIN FUNCTIONS’ …USE YOUR REPTILIAN BRAIN
EAT YOUR MOM’S CORPSE SHE DIED TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SUSTENANCE
PRETEND YOU HAVE JUST AROSE FROM THE SEA
SURVIVE

NO “MULTICELLULAR TRAITS”….. USE YOUR SYMBIOTIC MITOCHONDRIA
REPRODUCE ASEXUALLY, YOU’RE YOUR OWN PARENT
PRETEND IT’S 2BYA
EVOLVE

NO “LIFE.” USE FUNDAMENTAL PHYSICAL FORCES TO FORM SPHERICAL OBJECTS REVOLVING AROUND ONE ANOTHER IN SPACE. 
FUSE HYDROGEN INTO HELIUM USING GRAVITATIONAL PRESSURE TO PRODUCE HEAT AND LIGHT. 
PRETEND IT’S 4.5BYA.
STABILIZE INTO EQUILIBRIA

NO “MATTER”.  EXIST IN THE VOID WITHOUT PURPOSE OR MEANING.
THERE IS NO “YOU”, ONLY THE VAST CONCEPT OF NOTHING.
TIME DOES NOT EXIST.
BE.

Wow.

I feel like something really important just happened

Rebbloging this again.

I’d be a new born so I’ll be a self centured whiny bitch.

etheral-merkabah:

i-love-mmfd:

makeoutinheaven:

dunebat:

coldswarkids:

edwardspoonhands:

thelegendofkungjew:

doxian:

d-dinosaur:

rknjl:

newvagabond:

NO “TELEPHONES”. TALK TO EACH OTHER. FACE TO FACE ONLY. WRITE A LETTER. SEND A TELEGRAM TO YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 1860. LIVE.

NO ‘WRITING’… TALK TO EACH OTHER. THROW A ROCK AT YOUR MOM. PRETEND IT’S 10,000 BCE.  LIVE.

URGGA. ROU GRAAURH. RUH.

<SMACKS HANDS ON WALL WITH PAINT.>

NO ‘HIGHER BRAIN FUNCTIONS’ …USE YOUR REPTILIAN BRAIN

EAT YOUR MOM’S CORPSE SHE DIED TO PROVIDE YOU WITH SUSTENANCE

PRETEND YOU HAVE JUST AROSE FROM THE SEA

SURVIVE

NO “MULTICELLULAR TRAITS”….. USE YOUR SYMBIOTIC MITOCHONDRIA

REPRODUCE ASEXUALLY, YOU’RE YOUR OWN PARENT

PRETEND IT’S 2BYA

EVOLVE

NO “LIFE.” USE FUNDAMENTAL PHYSICAL FORCES TO FORM SPHERICAL OBJECTS REVOLVING AROUND ONE ANOTHER IN SPACE. 

FUSE HYDROGEN INTO HELIUM USING GRAVITATIONAL PRESSURE TO PRODUCE HEAT AND LIGHT. 

PRETEND IT’S 4.5BYA.

STABILIZE INTO EQUILIBRIA

NO “MATTER”.  EXIST IN THE VOID WITHOUT PURPOSE OR MEANING.

THERE IS NO “YOU”, ONLY THE VAST CONCEPT OF NOTHING.

TIME DOES NOT EXIST.

BE.

Wow.

I feel like something really important just happened

Rebbloging this again.

I’d be a new born so I’ll be a self centured whiny bitch.

(Source: agirlandhisplatypus)