swallowsndaggers:

Rose Whittaker as featured on Swallows&Daggers.

swallowsndaggers:

Rose Whittaker as featured on Swallows&Daggers.

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tattooworkers:

Tattoos by @wenramen

tattooworkers:

Tattoos by @wenramen

zoomzoomy:

Eye ©azumisakata

zoomzoomy:

Eye ©azumisakata

fuckyeahtattoos:

my first tattoo. Polyphemus Moth done at Fish Ladder Tattoo in Lansing, MI

fuckyeahtattoos:

my first tattoo. Polyphemus Moth done at Fish Ladder Tattoo in Lansing, MI

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The truth is, everyone likes to look down on someone. If your favorites are all avant-garde writers who throw in Sanskrit and German, you can look down on everyone. If your favorites are all Oprah Book Club books, you can at least look down on mystery readers. Mystery readers have sci-fi readers. Sci-fi can look down on fantasy. And yes, fantasy readers have their own snobbishness. I’ll bet this, though: in a hundred years, people will be writing a lot more dissertations on Harry Potter than on John Updike. Look, Charles Dickens wrote popular fiction. Shakespeare wrote popular fiction - until he wrote his sonnets, desperate to show the literati of his day that he was real artist. Edgar Allan Poe tied himself in knots because no one realized he was a genius. The core of the problem is how we want to define “literature”. The Latin root simply means “letters”. Those letters are either delivered - they connect with an audience - or they don’t. For some, that audience is a few thousand college professors and some critics. For others, its twenty million women desperate for romance in their lives. Those connections happen because the books successfully communicate something real about the human experience. Sure, there are trashy books that do really well, but that’s because there are trashy facets of humanity. What people value in their books - and thus what they count as literature - really tells you more about them than it does about the book.

kingcitywitch:

inlikewithlife:

chaotic-awesome:

I Don’t Know How Much Vodka I Put In This But I’m Going To Drink It Anyways: a memoir

This drink tastes awful, but I can’t waste alcohol: a sequel

I’m going to get a bigger glass and add more mixer and have way too much to drink: The Thrilling Conclusion