Metropolis Film Poster by Werner Graul (1927) (via)

Metropolis Film Poster by Werner Graul (1927) (via)

September 30 2014, 07:00 PM   •   5,621 notes   •   Via   •   Source

vote-satan:

Cleaning my room requires a minimum of three dance numbers, two emotional break downs and one epiphany. sacrifice is optional.

September 29 2014, 07:00 PM   •   102,317 notes   •   Via   •   Source
ARTIST: Kiss&Cry
TRACK: Lady Marmalade
ALBUM:
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sacredsimon:

From Dusk Till Dawn cast for M2 Magazine

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velificantes:

and we have 
drunk up all the water and the blood 

(All Souls ‘Verse; poem is Absence by Pablo Neruda)

September 28 2014, 12:44 AM   •   63 notes   •   Via   •   Source

assholedisney:

I strongly identify with wood elves because I too like to drink wine and talk about how men are failing

September 28 2014, 12:34 AM   •   44,682 notes   •   Via   •   Source

the first and last appearances of the original trio

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bunfoot:

these looks are so rulers of the galaxy kanye looks like he has a scepter in the 4th pic

mythandrists:

MONSTERS AND MAGIC | The Cosmic Witch

People talk about the universe like you’d have to reach past the ozone layer to get there, but a true witch knows it’s not that far off. The stars fix themselves in the linings of her dreams; she has galaxies inside her. At midnight she goes swimming in the ocean, salt stains on her legs and an alien language on her tongue. Have you seen what lives under the sea? All the monsters God made, the moon’s reflection from underneath.

mythandrists:

MONSTERS AND MAGIC | The Cosmic Witch

People talk about the universe like you’d have to reach past the ozone layer to get there, but a true witch knows it’s not that far off. The stars fix themselves in the linings of her dreams; she has galaxies inside her. At midnight she goes swimming in the ocean, salt stains on her legs and an alien language on her tongue. Have you seen what lives under the sea? All the monsters God made, the moon’s reflection from underneath.