Can I Borrow Your Imagination?
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Duck face. You can all kill me now.

    I think that if I could fall asleep next to you every night, I’d never really be sad again.

— Midnight thoughts (I already miss you)

    Death stands behind every bride, every groom. Even as they say their vows, the flowers are rotting in her crown, his teeth are rotting in his head. Cancers they will not notice for thirty years grow slowly, already, in their stomachs. Her beauty browns at the edges as the ring slides up her finger. His strength saps, infinitesimally, as he kisses her. If you listen in the church, you can hear my clock tick softly, as they tock together toward the grave. I hold their hands as they stride proudly down the very short road to dotage and death. It’s all so sweet, it makes me cry. Let me kiss your bride on both cheeks, Life. Let me feel her hot blood cool slowly against my eyelids.

— Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless (via larmoyante)





Banye, an adorable 11-year-old British Shorthair who lives in Shanghai with his owner winnnie,  looks perpetually surprised thanks to a patch of dark fur strategically grown beneath his mouth.

i love this


acrylics on canvas. by simon schacht.