Dodecahedron

Piss for peace.
If it doesn't start with you, it dies with you.
Its time for time!.



As usual, there is a great woman behind every idiot.


Ask.  
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louisezhang:

Nearly finished this piece. My palette died. Long live the plastic plate.

louisezhang:

Nearly finished this piece. My palette died. Long live the plastic plate.

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eatsleepdraw:

Wizard Shit by Alexander Lansang

eatsleepdraw:

Wizard Shit by Alexander Lansang

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homesickpipe:

I did this about a year ago… a few months after a really sad breakup (three and a half years) and then meeting someone else and having those exciting/apprehensive/lusting kind of feels :) A nice time.

homesickpipe:

I did this about a year ago… a few months after a really sad breakup (three and a half years) and then meeting someone else and having those exciting/apprehensive/lusting kind of feels :) A nice time.

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bluebed:

Inspired by James Joyce’s “Ulysses,” Episode 10 (“Wandering Rocks”) in particular.
It turned out pretty huge, but you can see all the soaps and scones in fulldetail fullsize here. And this is how it looked before I put everything together.
The scenes are (hopefully) placed in proper relation to each other and the riverrun. Here’s my favorite line from this extraordinary chapter: “The young man raised his cap abruptly: the young woman abruptly bent and with slow care detached from her light skirt a clinging twig.”

bluebed:

Inspired by James Joyce’s “Ulysses,” Episode 10 (“Wandering Rocks”) in particular.

It turned out pretty huge, but you can see all the soaps and scones in fulldetail fullsize here. And this is how it looked before I put everything together.

The scenes are (hopefully) placed in proper relation to each other and the riverrun. Here’s my favorite line from this extraordinary chapter: “The young man raised his cap abruptly: the young woman abruptly bent and with slow care detached from her light skirt a clinging twig.”

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furby:

Dancing
Dear Furby,
I gave up the better part of my salary this month to join a weekly dance class at the community center. Not five minutes after my first lesson began, I was already as good as my instructor. Furby, am I being ripped off, or do I have a miraculous gift?
Thanks,
Dancing Furby
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Dear Dancing Furby,
I wish I could tell you that you have a rare gift. However, each and every Furby carries the raw, natural talent you have just discovered. Some learn when they’re very young, while others don’t find out until prom, or later. Unfortunately, it looks like you have been scammed.
Good luck,
Furby

furby:

Dancing

Dear Furby,

I gave up the better part of my salary this month to join a weekly dance class at the community center. Not five minutes after my first lesson began, I was already as good as my instructor. Furby, am I being ripped off, or do I have a miraculous gift?

Thanks,

Dancing Furby

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Dear Dancing Furby,

I wish I could tell you that you have a rare gift. However, each and every Furby carries the raw, natural talent you have just discovered. Some learn when they’re very young, while others don’t find out until prom, or later. Unfortunately, it looks like you have been scammed.

Good luck,

Furby

If you don’t crush them yourself, I will do it with a steering lock. Come at me bro.
GIVE HER BACK YOU MONGOLOID.
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Jean-Pierre Gibrat

withnailrules:

Jean-Pierre Gibrat

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