russian-criminal-tattoos:

The symbolic meaning of this tattoo is: 'I had everything but now I'm in captivity', or ‘I’ll get around the law; it’s not for me’.

russian-criminal-tattoos:

The symbolic meaning of this tattoo is: 'I had everything but now I'm in captivity', or ‘I’ll get around the law; it’s not for me’.

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Da Lat, Vietnam.

Da Lat, Vietnam.

"You remind me of a poem I can’t remember, and a song that may never have existed, and a place I’m not sure I’ve ever been to."

-Grandpa Simpson (via immolatemyself)
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ofcityromance:

i am quoting this a thousand times today.
RIP mike brown.

ofcityromance:

i am quoting this a thousand times today.

RIP mike brown.

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1 month ago

magictransistor:

Max Ernst. Le Ballade du Soldat (The Ballad of the Soldier). Illustrations for Georges Ribemont-Dessaigne. 1972.

 La Ballade du Soldat is a lyrical attack on the destructive role of the soldier in society.

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1 month ago

(Source: trashcanland)

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Don Dhet, Laos.

Don Dhet, Laos.

Caitlin at a local beauty parlor in Vientiane, Laos.

Caitlin at a local beauty parlor in Vientiane, Laos.

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Anders Petersen

Gap

2010

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1 month ago

venusxenvy:

thou - feral faun

Unbound, unrepressed, untamed, uncontrollable, unknown. No longer cowering beneath the roles hewn to our beings, we shall reclaim our vital energy, unique and unpredictable. Backs bent no more in the mad race of resource production and consumption. That web of domination, that web of mediation. Of limited experience and clearly defined boundaries. We rebuke this overgrown wasteland, teeming with the repulsiveness of pavement and cement. A concrete wilderness? No. An everlasting shrine to submission and death. A false wilderness prostrate and conforming to the will of man. Those vines and shrubs that would bend the knee, a caricature of freedom, an affront to life. We seek that which can only be found in the unmappable, the unknown, the unknowable. And from this venture we can never retreat. We have been recruited in blood. And the blood sings.

(Source: mandragoraleaf)

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2 months ago

rosyln:

Life in Gaza

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2 months ago
artchipel:

Daniel Martin - Sandra. Oil painting, 47.2x59.1x2 in

artchipel:

Daniel Martin - Sandra. Oil painting, 47.2x59.1x2 in

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2 months ago

(Source: dyingforbadmusic)

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(Source: filthybluecollar)

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