I just drove past this intersection and it’s pouring rain and just look at how eerily beautiful it looks
Ampere - No Miracle Here
the apple doesn’t fall too far, but the tree has been cut down. the roots that were there are like your heart so dried and so dead. you gave me existence, but could never give me life. you gave me a shovel to dig my own grave. eighteen years being taught how to get by. if your standard is complacency, “dig your grave” I am only DNA.
Hedonist Poet (via thatkindofwoman)
eye movements made by subjects while examining i. e. repin’s painting “an unexpected visitor”, with different questions in mind