f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s:

 faig ahmeds Embroidered Art 

When you think of traditional carpets from Azerbaijan, the thought of contemporary art does not quickly spring to mind… but these beautiful, and modern works will change that. Faiq Ahmed, a native of the Eurasian nation, has taken his countries old-school art form and brought it beautifully into the current era, deconstructing the ancient process of weaving and adapting it to todays contemporary art forms.

“Sarah Manning’s ultimately special because she dares to go off-script. If she runs into trouble, she’ll chug a bottle of hand soap to buy some time. If she runs up against a wall, she’ll grab a fire extinguisher and bash her way the hell right out. In an instant of inspired thinking, Sarah constantly rejects what should be desperate, cornered moments with her sheer determination to survive.”

(my review of Orphan Black's return is now up at The A.V. Club)

04.22.2014 / +2053 / ruth-guthrie / carolineframke

azaleadalen:

“I want your stupid fucking sense of humour making me laugh at 4am when I have to be up at 6.”
04.22.2014 / +427632 / azaleadalen / stayygone
04.22.2014 / +347 / haimsbians / haimlovers

gottaletlovein:

another from the acoustic set

04.22.2014 / +118 / haimsbians / gottaletlovein
04.22.2014 / +46153 / medusan / thebrewerpatriot

“I don’t mind getting naked or seeing you naked.
I don’t mind talking about sex or having sex
or never having sex. I don’t mind my body
or your body with mine. I don’t mind
your sweaty palms, your chapped lips,
your dirty tongue. I don’t mind
your noisy music, your crappy poetry,
your soiled shoes and ugly handwriting.
I don’t mind 2ams and late night
phone calls, stolen kisses and white lies.
I don’t mind your half-eaten donut,
frozen teabags and sticky hair.
I want your toothbrush’s head
leaning towards mine. I want
your 4am back massage.
Cup my breasts and don’t say
they’re small. I already know that.
Kiss me once and kiss me more.
Pretend what we’re doing is illegal.
It’s always good to be caught
with our mouths tied together
like handcuffs. Dry your cheeks
and make me bleed.
Crave me.
Crave me.
Crave me.”

irishjulienne’s, in the name of intimacy (via talkingoutsoft)

04.22.2014 / +30269 / adeathwaltz / talkingoutsoft

Forever // color palette 
inspired by x

04.22.2014 / +118 / haimsbians / dyellas

selenerpatrol:

i love how some girls are soft and delicate and wear floral dresses and how some are fuckin hardcore and have short hair and are rad as hell and how others are a mix of the two

girls are so great

reallycorking:

HP and the Order of the Phoenix: Harry turned his back on Dumbledore and stared determinedly out of the opposite window. He could see the Quidditch stadium in the distance. Sirius had appeared there once, disguised as the shaggy black dog …

"There is no shame in what you are feeling, Harry," said Dumbledore’s voice. "On the contrary…the fact that you can feel pain like this is your greatest strength."