(Source: frommelbournewithlove, via freemindfreebody)
Clementine: Joely?
Joel: Yeah Tangerine?
Clementine: Am I ugly?
Joel: Uh-uh.
Clementine: When I was a kid, I thought I was. I can’t believe I’m crying already. Sometimes I think people don’t understand how lonely it is to be a kid, like you don’t matter. So, I’m eight, and I have these toys, these dolls. My favorite is this ugly girl doll who I call Clementine, and I keep yelling at her, “You can’t be ugly! Be pretty!” It’s weird, like if I can transform her, I would magically change, too.
Joel: You’re pretty.
Clementine: Joely, don’t ever leave me.
Joel: You’re pretty… you’re pretty… pretty…
(Source: thatdbenice, via dead--girl)
I don’t want to let you go
But it hurts my hands to hold the rope
Being here, by Mark Garry, thread pins, beads
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Nobody ever sees the after picture.
I love this.
the one in the red shorts is like “shiiit”
OMG ITS THE AFTER PICTURE!!
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(Source: nikolawashere, via spokenunspoken)
(Source: marejade, via girlnamedjack)
“love” by dirk bell
(the opposite of Albinism)
Gorgeous.
But that snake… holy crap it’s beautiful.
gimme dat kitty cat
(Source: yellowsubmerser, via blissed)
(via fuckyeahoceancreatures)
(Source: spooky-grrrl, via tentaclesandteacups)
